influx
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Post by influx on May 13, 2017 17:30:32 GMT
Influx let his hands drop too, not holding them up anymore. However, seeing the situation and how they were not welcome to remain there at all... the mech looked towards Breechloader, wondering if she'd follow him. It didn't really matter to him, mostly because a mercenary could bring him trouble. If she had enemies within any of the two main factions in this war...
Anyways, Influx gave the autobots a thumb up sign, transformed into his vehicle mode, still cybertronian, and drove away as quickly as possible. Not in any particular direction.
He knew what he was going to do next. Try out the public comm channel was his only opportunity to find other -peaceful- neutrals, so that's what he did, while he continued to move to avoid being immediately detected by anyone else and outside of the desert to avoid angering the bots.
//"Hello, calling out any fellow neutral mechs out there. Please answer."// He spoke into the public comm. channel, repeating it a few times...
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Post by Breech Loader on May 19, 2017 10:06:52 GMT
"Hey there," Breech answered Influx on her comm, although she still wasn't far from him. She was grinning. There was actually nothing special about the neutral comm link. Everybody had one, including Bots and Cons. It was like a general phone call or a chat room.
She looked at the jets, her hands where they could see them, "Hey, you got anybody I could apply for a quick job to, guys?" she asked them politely, "Or at least call out my rap sheet to. Even Mercs ned to refuel, ya know. I mean, if it's not you, I guess I'll have to send a line to whatever lunatic's in charge of the 'cons now."
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Harbinger
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Post by Harbinger on May 23, 2017 20:15:53 GMT
After Harbinger's thrust struck Hydraxion, the mech was quick to pull back ensuring he didn't fall out of form and leave an exploitable weakness. With his weapon providing range it was easier to stay slightly further back as his optics traced over the enemies wound, a noticeable cut that was leaking energon suggesting it had hit a larger energon vein before auxiliary systems could clog up the wound. Now that the two were standing a distance from each other Harbinger focused on the environment, his audio sensors hearing the booming sound of an aerial vehicle coming in close at speed even as his optics saw the ceiling vibrate with the sound.
A moment later the sound was followed by a horrific wrenching sound, as the Autobot ship's armoured front met the exterior of the bunker and continued to charge forward. Though it lasted less than a few seconds the sound was unforgettable as steel was forced apart, ripped and crushed all before the vessel pushed through. It's nose colliding with the ground even as the bunker collapsed in around it, creating a mixture of cover and shrapnel as the ship exploded in a blinding light.
For Harbinger the assault was surprising, though it did not last long enough to truly catch him off guard, after the sound of the ship had reverberated around the structure for so long. If the bunker had been a little weaker he might have been unable to react, but with it's form providing a moment of delay it was enough as his frame was covered in a pulsing purple cloak of energy.
The activated overshield designed during the war for warriors with lengthy energon reserves was capable of withstanding a prolonged bombardment back during the full scale conflicts of the Great Civil War. In comparison the current attack had been almost laughable as the powerful barrier met contact with an array of splinters and shrapnel that was deflected or crushed on impact, the major explosion rushing over it's surrounding aura which flickered for a moment but held regardless even as the area around him was pocketed with holes and charred metal. Against a longer attack the Autobot strike may have prevailed, overcoming the power shield through sustained damage.
In this case though it failed dramatically against the Decepticon as moments after the blast he stood unharmed, his shield gone but ready to be reactivated at a moments notice. He was uninjured, though the spark of the Plasma Accumulator Cannon had died out, the weapon disabled so energon could be diverted to defense systems. A decision that seemed reasonable as the ceiling infront of him collapsed cutting him off from the rest of the combatants and leaving him the sole mech aside the elevator shaft.
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Graphene
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Post by Graphene on May 24, 2017 4:52:47 GMT
Being run down by a shuttle was... unexpected. Annihilator's eyes would have widened in shock if he'd had the time to react, but instead he felt his two smaller hands disappear and his chassis get rattled by the Autobot shuttle scraping past. Unbelievably, when the explosion went off his face only felt a slight sting. To him it was imperceptible: the fact that most of his face was now missing. It was a gruesome sight. Chunks of metal plating hung around a singed collar, the two optics on his right side shattered, and the skeletal inner frame of his facial structure exposed. His chassis, far better armored than his head, had bared the brunt of the blast- singed, with the odd armor plate torn and hanging at an angle that it clearly wasn't meant to, but otherwise uncompromised. Despite looking worse for wear, he retained functionality. Though this was sure to catch up to him before long. He didn't have time to meander.
Shifting his grip to get a better hold with his larger hands was strange. Whitewash felt much lighter now. Before he even tried to rise from his turtled position, there was... an Autobot? Firing upon Whitewash... and not... the Decepticons. Annihilator wish he were confused, but after watching the Autobots' performance, he wasn't surprised that Whitewash's teammates would have grievances with how she operated. They could hardly be called a cooperative bunch. He was grateful to her, however. She'd made his job easier for him during this whole encounter.
It was looking to turn into a game of keep-away with his prisoner, but the Decepticon wasn't going to let his prize get away from him so easily. Holding up an arm to cover himself and Whitwash- now minus her entire backside in a brutal injury from the shuttle- from the incoming fire, he slowly stood. Holding Whitewash lopsided by the shoulder, he dropped her harshly on the floor and proceeded to step on her with one of his large feet. Then, while still trying to shield himself now with both arms, Annihilator tried assessing the situation.
There'd been a disorienting explosion after the equally confusing rush, both for which the Autobot shuttle was responsible. Then, a somewhat blinding light flooding the tunnel. Not as bad as Wheelspin's; it seemed like numerous standard headlights, which he recognized now as Autobot troops. Reinforcements. Not ideal in his current condition. He couldn't feel some of his extremities, so he knew from lack of response that his smaller hands had gone entirely. Fighting with only two hands also wasn't ideal. The next course of action was easy to discern as he turned to find Harbinger no where in sight. He knew the measly force of him and the other, smaller Decepticon- Backbeat- wouldn't stand a chance.
"This is Annihilator, falling back with prize," he bellowed roughly over comms, voice gravelly, and broken. Then, he stepped aside and scooped up Whitewash's tattered, almost unrecognizable form, and shoved her against him as he transformed. She was shoved tightly inside his cockpit, where he'd be able to keep her shielded from the Autobots' attacks, as well as restrained while he took her captive. After a rumble of protest from the flier's twin boosters, he began blasting up through the tunnel. Maneuvering to avoid as much laser fire as possible, he jettisoned past the Autotroopers and Skyspray as quickly as his engines could carry him.
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Backbeat
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Decepticon
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Post by Backbeat on May 24, 2017 19:25:27 GMT
Backbeat's hands glow with corruped energy as he stepped back, with a swipe of his hand he sweeps aside the blue energy waves. He turns to the Autotroopers.
' Later losers... '
As the ship came closer and closer he fired a blast of his barrage cannon at the three Autotroopers, wiping them from existence. He warps out right as the ship is about to hit.
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on May 24, 2017 23:35:42 GMT
He had no time react as he tried to tuck his arms in. The explosion splattered shrapnel over the left side of his body. The ship coming by only compounded the amount of damage that would be inflicted. His left arm was crushed and ripped apart, some of the forearm armor on his right arm was torn off violently. Once the ship passed, there was smoke and dust kicked up all within the bunker. Thunder's bio lights and optics would brightly shine through, enough so the Prime could see. Two brightly lit blue optics, Thunder's right arm stretched out, grabbing old of the wall he was embedded in, and tore himself out. Venting heavily as multiple droplets of energon colored the patch of floor below him. He dropped to the ground, his remaining his sword on the ground. One of which that he grabbed and sat up.
"That...hurt..." Thunder spoke with a pained tone, seeing he teleported next to the large mech Harbinger and was using him to protect himself, "Come back here you coward!"
Thunder then tried to stand up, looking to his left lower leg...a giant piece of debris nice and lodged in. Along with some smaller pieces sprinkled in some spots on the left side of his body. He dropped his blade and grabbed the piece. Gritting his denta as he ripped it out and tossed it to the side. Energon squirting out. If he didn't work fast or get to a medic, he'd bleed out. Since the Autotroopers were ignoring him...screw it.
On the tips of his fingers he focused a good amount of energy, until the finger tips had steam coming off of them. He reached down and grabbed some of the tubes, saudering them closed. He grunted and let out some short-lived screams, but it was over once the vital tubes were cauterized. He picked his sword back up, ready to stab Skyspray for what he just did...after he tears through that walking tank, grabs Backbeat and makes him pay for what he's done.
His attention turned once he saw an Autobot, critically injured and trying to fight back. Vating. Thunder worked through the pain, running over to him with a noticeable limp. Dropping next to him, he placed the sword in the one working built in sword scabbard in his back. Thunder tackled him down as Annihlator rocketed out of the bunker, past the Autobots.
"Hey...nnf..look I only have one arm, so you need to grab onto me and hold tight. I'll do my best to get you out." The young Autobot told Vating. Ignoring the fact he was bleeding and sparking like a mess.
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Post by *Hydraxion* on May 25, 2017 23:09:03 GMT
Hydraxion would hear the sound of something coming in. It was a giant ship. He would growl annoyed as he tried getting out of the way. However he wasn't quick enough and, got buried by some debris. A couple of minutes later Hydraxion would burst out pissed.
"RAAAAH!!! WHAT THE HELL?!" He snarls walking towards Vating with a bit of a limp
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Post by Vatimus Prime on May 26, 2017 0:50:56 GMT
Vating limped back a little still firing at whatever Cons he could see, Annihilator flew away with Whitewash, good riddance, and Backbeat jumped down a hole, good riddance, and Harbinger is under some rubble, good riddance. For good measure, he fired off his missile pods one more time at the area above Harbinger to bury him even more. By then, Thunder was with him, followed by Hydraxion. He had to look strong, he was in charge and needed people to think they weren't totally defeated here.
"Predacon! Kid! Good job out there, you both did fine! let's get out and I'- agh!"
Something in the back of him was clearly bent the wrong way. He doubled over a moment, but soon continued on limping his way back to the Autobot line, still trying to heft both Hydraxion and Thunder with him and hopefully they were doing the same.
"Come on Scraplets! Once we're out of here, welcome to the corp!"
If one of the Dropships land, he would guide them in and fall onto his back where he can rest himself and cough up energon without a care in the world.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on May 27, 2017 10:40:40 GMT
Sky could see the battlefield more clearly now. The dust had settled somewhat and revealed a very surprising scene. Rubble had destroyed part of the cave, making one of the cons there disappear. One less hostile con to worry about. Backbeat, the second con had also escaped, down through a hole on the floor. Sky walked over to that same hole, fired his two large tank cannons after him, but not staying to look when the shells hit something down in the cave. They traveled at 1875m/s so it wouldn't take long at all before something went boom. Once that was taken care of, he stood straight up and looked around to see what else was going on. There was just one more con there now, holding what looked to be an autobot, a badly mangled auobot. Sky couldn't tell if that was because of the ship or if the con had done it earlier. He supposed it didn't matter. He didn't get time to react much before the con transformed and flew away, but he did get some shots off from his arm mounted minigun before he disappeared.
Autobots, secure the area. We need to get the wounded out of here.
The autotroopers formed a defensive line in fron of the bots, ready to fire in case new threats emerged. Sky himself casually strolled over to Thunder and Vating, inspecting the damage dealt to them. Things could have gone better, but they could also have gone worse. He placed his handheld weapons back where they belonged and instead grabbed Vating, lifting him up enough so that he wouldn't fall over when he walked. He shook his helm a little while calling for two dropships to land.
Okay, Vating. What in Primus' name happened? Where are Sparkflare and Wheelspin? I thought I told Spark to call for backup if he needed it. Seems like he forgot, doesn't it? Let's get back to base and then, you have a lot to explain.... And that goes for all of you..
The last part was directed to all of the bots present. Sky was not happy with how they handled the situation at all. This might have cost them the energy source. The dropships lowered down from the hole in the roof, landing on the ground so that the bots could enter it, and Sky placed Vating in the closest one. The troopers on the ground began to enter the other one, which was placed closer to the one remaining con. That would probably let all the bots escape to safety.
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The five jets on the surface nodded politely to Breech, and one of them transferred Sky's comm channel to her when the con jet erupted from the ground. They had no order to engage, but as it was a con, they figured that it was for the best that they did. They transformed into their jet modes and took off after Annihilator. Once in range, they all began to fire their blasters after him, spreading out so that he couldn't just shoot one shot and kill all of them. They weren't that stupid.
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Shadowstrike
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Post by Shadowstrike on May 27, 2017 18:32:49 GMT
Backbeat's hands glow with corruped energy as he stepped back, with a swipe of his hand he sweeps aside the blue energy waves. He turns to the protectobots. ' Later losers... ' As the ship came closer and closer he fired a blast of energy into the ground he was standing on... It caves in, and he falls below as the ship reaches it's final destination. Narrowly avoiding the explosion. He falls below into the darkness of the city... OOC: Your two miles above the city and even then there's a reinforced/shielded hull around the city itself. It is possible though to teleport to Harbinger who's currently near the elevator shaft heading towards the city. Actually ignore this post Backbeat can teleport if he wants I have no issue with it.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on May 28, 2017 20:05:56 GMT
((Edited))
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Whitewash
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Post by Whitewash on Jun 3, 2017 9:15:33 GMT
Whitewash groaned quietly as Annihalator dragged her away, "Where the frag are you taking me?" she asked him, reaching into a pocket for her good gutting knife. She was in a terrible state, but this was easier than walking at least.
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Harbinger
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Post by Harbinger on Jun 10, 2017 21:00:55 GMT
Surrounded by firm metal on all sides Harbinger considered attempting to blow his way out of the cage he found himself in, but quickly dismissed it when he considered the enemies outside. If he was honest with himself their was simply too many foes beyond the steel fortress that leaving the cover it provided would lead to a firing squad. They would fail to kill him, at least as long as his shields prevailed but eventually such a fight would result in his death and even if he was successful in eliminating a few of the Autobot's such a result was less than favorable. Before he could decide on a specific course though the Decepticon warrior heard Annihilator's message, his plan to cut their losses now was understandable and one of the more acceptable options.
"Agreed, let us claim our rewards now."
So instead of fighting he retreated, the signal boosters linked to Decepticon comms allowing him to link up to the net and then order a groundbridge as the swirling green portal illuminated the grey husk that covered him. Instead of stepping straight through the Decepticon tilted his head, allowing him a view of the mining shaft that led to the city below. They'd lost this position, such a fact was undeniable but neither would he allow the Autobot's to hold it as his left shoulder plate opened up revealing a stockade of thermo-energon missiles seconds before they launched, connecting against the shaft opening as it began to crumble, collapsing in on itself even as he entered the swirling green.
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Graphene
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Post by Graphene on Jun 10, 2017 23:29:03 GMT
"You'll see," he stated. Was she really spewing cliche'd lines like that one? He wasn't some 'villain' taking an innocent to a secret lair. He was a Decepticon fighter taking an enemy soldier captive. Where he was taking her should have been obvious to her, even if she was one of the thicker Autobots.
His anti-air weapons would be aptly put to use in present circumstances- were he planning to stick around and fight. He'd already claimed Whitewash prisoner, and openly called to the others that retreat was in order, however. There wasn't anything appealing to him about adding a few more Autobots to his accomplishments- he wasn't greedy or bloodthirsty enough, and in his current state, he wasn't foolish enough to presume nothing would go wrong in a fight against five other fliers. A few of the Autotroopers' blasts hit true to target, and streams of smoke billowed from already-opened wounds. It wasn't anything that would stop the ship from flying, but it was an annoyance. One he wanted quickly dealt with. He called for a groundbridge sometime after Harbinger had, and it swirled open in front of him to swallow him and Whitewash both.
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Post by *Hydraxion* on Jun 11, 2017 4:16:24 GMT
Hydraxion would go into the ship. Hoping everyone got on board safe. Not noticing that Whitewash went missing.
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Thunder
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Post by Thunder on Jun 11, 2017 5:00:29 GMT
The teen swordsman Thunder then moved towards the dropship Hydraxion was on, but before he entered, he looked back to Skyspray with quite the glare. His young, blue optics narrowed.
"Primes don't do this. Leaders don't do this. Endangering lives so that you can show off how big of a shaft you have to the enemy. I hope you're going down there to find the other Autobots. They're down there with that maniac." He stepped onto the ship, facing forward but calling out to him, "I'll save that femme once I'm fixed up...then I'm hunting down and taking Backbeat's head. Whether you allow me to or not."
This could be the energon loss and understandable frustration of having a large amount of shrapnel blasted into you while at the same time losing your arm and one of your swords...or his true feelings. Either or, he wouldn't regret what he said on this day. He sat down, grabbing onto something to make sure he didn't pass out.
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Post by Vatimus Prime on Jun 11, 2017 15:27:57 GMT
Vating climbed aboard the shuttle and sat there, overlooking the torn up battlefield. This was a horrible defeat for them and he knew it. He just mentally prepared for the mouthful he was about to get a possible mouthful from the Prime for his explanation. It wasn't at all a lie and this was one of the few times he would ever blame someone else for a defeat.
"Jammed communications for the reason why we called for no backup, and the reason why it turned to a scrap-storm was because a soldier known as Whitewash, claiming to be some sort of black-ops unit, used our weaponry to save her own hide against Vehicons. She continuously disobeyed orders and only caused problems for our soldiers. It didn't end well for us at all and it seems like she got herself captured."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 11, 2017 20:28:03 GMT
Oh is that so? Why did she have trouble against vehicons? More importantly, why did you not know her out immediately when she began to help the enemies? If you haven't already guessed, we are not bringing her back. We are going home.
Sky stated simply, being the last of them to enter the dropship. A few of the protectobots followed him in and the doors shut after them. The rest of the protectobots cramped together in the other shuttle, and they both began to take off, sending dirt flying around them. The roof began to collapse now that the con had shot it, so they wasted no time in getting out. The rumbling of the negines rivaled that of the bunker caving in. One rock hit the ship with the protectobots in, creating a dent in the ship, slowing it down a bit. The one with the main crew in came out safe and sound though, and the shuttles began to take off back towards base now. They had charged their jumps now, and prepared to initiate it, at least the two who were unharmed.
Inside the shuttle, Sky took the time to reply to the new guy, Thunder, who wasn't exactly too pleased with what had happened. He could understand the guy, yet he knew that it was an act of foolishness.
Listen, Thunder. I am not sure if you know about our history, but I can assure you, there have been primes who have done a lot worse before me. We are not going back for the rest. We woulnd't be able to reach them. Three living people is better than five dead, is it not? We will talk bout this more when we get back. Now hold on...
He braced himself as they jumped, leaving nothing but a slight gust behind them. They were gone now. The last ship flew after in its own pace. It would catch up with them eventually.
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The five fliers chased Annihilator for a little while, keeping their blasters on him. One was caught in the crossfire caused by the con firing back at them, crashing down towards the ground. The rest took evasive actions, swirling around as to not get hit. They could see the con opening a groundbridge and vanish through it. They did what any sensible soldier would do and fired two rockets each after him, into the bridge to cause carnage on the other side. They broke off from their attack path and went back to escort the slow-moving ship instead. They weren't stupid enough to follow through the bridge to wherever the con had gone.
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Post by Breech Loader on Jun 12, 2017 21:51:47 GMT
"Hey, Prime!" a voice contacted Skyspray, "Mercenary calling in. I need a job. You got a job? I could always haul for the 'cons for a few days..."
There's a brief silence.
"It's Breech Loader."
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 13, 2017 14:34:49 GMT
:: Breech. I do not have a job for you. Or maybe I do. I can use all help I can get. What kind of job are you looking for? ::
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