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Post by Shadowstrike on Apr 3, 2015 13:31:27 GMT
Lagos (Pronounced Lay-gos), is the most populous city in Nigeria, the second fastest-growing city in Africa and the seventh in the world. The population of Lagos urban area, according to the Lagos State Government is 17.5 million, a number disputed by the Nigerian Government and judged unreliable by the National Population Commission of Nigeria. Lagos was reported in 2014 to have a metropolitan population of 21 million, making Lagos the largest metropolitan area in Africa.
Lagos is a port which originated on islands separated by creeks, such as Lagos Island, fringing the southwest mouth of Lagos Lagoon while protected from the Atlantic Ocean by barrier islands and long sand spits such as Bar Beach, which stretch up to 100 kilometres (62 miles) east and west of the mouth. From the beginning, Lagos has expanded on the mainland west of the lagoon and the conurbation, including Ikeja (which is the capital of Lagos State) and Agege, now reaches more than 40 kilometres (25 miles) north-west of Lagos Island. Some suburbs include Ikorodu, Epe and Badagry, and more local councils have recently been created, bringing the total number of local governments in Lagos to 57 (This includes Local Community Development Areas or LCDAs).
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Post by Shadowstrike on Apr 3, 2015 16:35:44 GMT
OOC: As I'm currently looking for a purpose with Shadow-Strike I've decided to hunt down a few generic autobots so this is the first two of seven currently.
It was warm, ridiculously warm now that Tow Star thought about it. With his large Ex MOD Foden 6x6 Heavy Recovery Vehicle alternative mode battered by the rays of the sun he wanted to find shade although he knew their was little change of that, with his entire frame exposed to the weather he continued onwards driving across the coast side. Tow star hated the heat as his engine grumbled under the warmth that penetrated his inferior heat shielding capacitors that had been damaged months ago from his crash landing arrival. If things had been different then maybe he would have enjoyed the weather but instead he felt like he was being slowly melted now that he was in one of the naturally warmest continents on Earth.
In a way that was what separated Tow Star and Dirtstack as the much smaller BMW 1200 GS Adventure dirtbike came into view his agile alternative mode slithering past other vehicles on it's way towards Tow Star. A light coating of mud and dust covered his frame as Dirtstack drifted past a car slipping offroad into a muddy patch of grass causing his tyres to fling mud everywhere before he ramped back up onto the tarmac. The jump causing him to destabilise along with the hologram driver that apparently struggled to regain control before he finally adjusted back to normal. Then he was on his journey again catching up with the heavy recovery vehicle that appeared unwilling to slow down or stop to give Dirtstack a chance. Eventually the mech would catch up of course but considering that Tow Star hated listening to the voice of the mech he honestly had no reason to haste the eventuality. Then he spoke, the grinding youth of Dirtstack ripping into Tow Star's audioreceptors as the comm signals where filled with Dirtstacks voice.
Dirtstack: Hey buddy slow down I'm struggling here, we're a team remember.
Tow Star hated company infact he hated life everything except for his own just seemed to infuriate him as his grizzled voice barked back at Dirtstack.
Tow Star: Let's get a few things straight. One, I'm not your buddy and I'm never going to be your buddy unless you learn to shut up and get on with the job. Two, Your struggling because your trying to go out of your way to keep up, I'm not forcing you to keep up with me. Three, the only thing that makes us a team is the insignias on our frame I hope you remember that.
Dirtstack: Wow who's been blowing smoke up your tailpipe today.
Sighing as he heard the mech reply back Tow Star continued on driving unaware of the vehicles around him as he paid attention only to the dirtbike that was trying to catch up with him. It was of course a fatal flaw as he felt the unusual cling of metal on metal against his chassis, at another time he might of cared about it but now he was focusing solely on driving away. Getting out of range of Dirtstack.
Dirtstack: Like seriously why do you have to be such a hardaft to me I've done nothing wrong and you go out of your way to be an aft.
Tow Star's concentration was on the wrong place as his attention turned towards the road ahead, the last thing he saw was the back bumper of a 2015 black and red dodge challenger SRT Hellcat model. Then it happened.
The origin of the metal on metal clank was revealed with a mighty explosion erupting from the back of Tow Star's chassis as a large magnetic breaching charge detonated, the insurmountable force creating a massive crater in the ground from force alone as it's explosive munitions where aimed upwards into the mech. The resulting explosion sending him upwards as his entire back bumper flew into the sky causing the recovery vehicle to go completely vertical before landing with a sickening thud across the roof of the vehicle, Tow Star had been flipped completely upside down as he tried to transform. Severe damage had been caused from the explosion with only his impressive armour having saved his life for now with energon leaking all over.
His processor was blurry and confused will simultaneously his attacker began to transform the demonic appearance of Shadow-Strike slowly rising as his body began to transform the dodge challenger beginning to form the presence of a huge humanoid robot covered in darkness, the human shape utterly destroyed by those horrible piercing red optics that started straight into Tow Star who only now was beginning to gain conciousness. The injured autobot's movements where slow and disjointed a number of jittery movements occurring in the process off transforming which left him on his back struggling to rise. All while Shadow-Strike moved closer his servos flipping to reveal two pulsing pathblasters ready to consume another spark among the chaos that had been formed, the haze of sound was becoming clearer though as Tow Star looked up and began to rise to his knees, he could hear the sound of desperation and shock with humans reacting to the explosion their was dozens running away as others attempted to escaped from the inside of their crushed motors. To see cybertronians in the flesh had been a shock for many of the bystanders as the once busy but functioning road had came to an abrupt stop.
Pushing up with his servo Tow Star knew he didn't have much time as he tried to rise up onto his pede's a searing burst of heat sliced through his right shoulder like a hot knife through butter. The excruciating pain made all the worse by his faulty heat capacitors as another shot penetrated his right kneecap creating a gaping hole. He couldn't even dampen the paid as his aggressor moved in teasingly slow every step closer signalling the dwindling hope within. Then there was a sound that ripped through the uneasy blur of tenacious silence and chaotic reactions of the humans around with the revving of a small engine. A light smile crossed the autobot's face with surprise as Tow Star never expected to want the incoming sound which came from a small dirtbike, accelerating at full speed Dirtstack used the chaotic crashes to his advantage as the crater that had been formed due to the explosion became an impromptu ramp.
Here was the rescue attempt that Tow Star needed and it was coming from a mech he absolutely hated with a passion, the heroic dirtbike firing into the air while the assassin watched on only beginning to react as Dirtstack transformed his small wrist blade headed straight for Shadow-Strike's chest. Then he struck Shadow-Strike suddenly moving with unnatural haste as within the moment that it took for Dirtstack to begin descending and actually landing the assassin's servos had flicked again and his blades had deployed before moving into a synchronised parry. The Decepticon's combined might of both blades battering Dirtstack's single blade to the side before he followed it up with a brutal slice across the mech's abdomen from left to right (of Dirtstack's body) with his left blade will his right blade followed with an aggressive swipe that cut into the mech's neck. Ripping apart rows of vocal cords and energon lines alike with the single clean strike that caused energon to flow.
It was obvious the mech's speed wouldn't help him now as Shadow-Strike pushed in again removing any chance of the light autobot having an advantage with a metal shattering right kick, the centre of Shadow-Strike's heel smashed against the bots left kneecap will his leg stretched outwards continuing to push into the left mech's knee. A combination of strength and momentum bringing upon a sickening strike that splintered the knee into a thousand pieces and left Dirtstack stumbling into a fluid swipe from Shadow-Strike's left leg that smacked into his still functioning right leg. The force causing Dirtstack to abruptly fall in pain as the screaming continued Shadow-Strike leaned in his right blade headed straight for the mech's sparkchamber...
...then there was a flash of metal as Tow Star's thermo-energon chain wrapped around Shadow-Strike's blade sending the mech's strike off target before Tow Star dragged him, a hate filled yank ripping Shadow-Strike from his strong stance before the larger mech leaped forward. His right hand wielding a small one handed mace that was forcefully directed towards Shadow-Strike's helm. Still though the mech was slow and Shadow-Strike was fast as he rolled to the side with the chain now slack a thrust of his blade into the air caused it to lift upwards and smack Tow Star in the face, the unorthodox strike sending Tow Star realing as his head lifted into the air revealing his thinly armoured chin, the strike also giving Shadow-Strike time as he leaped in cutting the chain link before bringing both blades up in a crescent before they found their mark penetrating the mech's chin and proceeding onwards to melt through numerous internals until they pushed straight through the tips of both blades sticking out of the top of his helm. It was obvious the strike had been fatal as the mech's entire frame turned gunmetal grey will Shadow-Strike retracted the weapons from the corpse.
Then their was only Shadow-Strike and Dirtstack alone among the death and pointlessness of the war that had consumed so many. Pacing up to the autobot with a smirk behind his battlemask the mech moved slowly delaying what appeared inevitable, but he wouldn't accept it Dirtstack wasn't going to let his 'friend' die in vain not now that the only reason he existed was Tow Star's distraction. So he waited as Shadow-Strike neared closer his blades dripping of Tow Star and Dirtstack's own energon will the sun glimmering across the thermo-energon underneath, then they rised both blades going for a fell swoop giving Dirtstack his chance as he gripped hold of whatever he could aside him.
His desperation giving him an opportunity as the mech lashed out with a handfull of dust and debris that connected with Shadow-Strike's faceplate, clouding the assassins optics as Dirtstack used his function leg to leap upwards slicing with his dagger across the mech's chestplate creating a minor cut before he followed up with a slice across Shadow-Strike's left gauntlet, ripping the blade from it's intergrated holster before Dirtstack pushed forward two vicious slices cutting across Shadow-Strike's faceplate as one embedded itself in Shadow-Strike's right optic crushing the flimsy technology. Yet their was no reaction not a single scream or sign of shock as Shadow-Strike flickered his remaining optic, that piercing red optic zapping Dirtstack's momentum and will. Their was something horrible in that optic a look that shaked disbelief and left Dirtstack with the appalling reality which shrouded his mind in dread. He hadn't created a chance he'd been given it, allowed to take his revenge and only now he was aware of his mistake...
...he'd failed. His mind was consumed staring straight into that mesmerising optic as his body went lifeless the scorching strikes of both blades penetrating his chest and honing in on their target became only a dull sensation, the piercing blades cleaving through into his spark chamber as his spark erupted from within. His final moments had been filled not with hate, vengeance or even pain. Their was nothing.
Dropping the mech to the ground with care and consideration Shadow-Strike used the blades for support as he retracted them from the body before he leaned in again. Using his might to drag the much smaller mech till he was aside Tow Star he paid his respects to the two fallen warriors, they'd been easy targets but it didn't deny the fact they'd been heroes and just like him they where cybertronians. Within both servos a static impulse began to bubble up within before his servo's where gently placed across the mech's foreheads sending out a signal that caused the optic shutters to activate closing both warriors optics before he stood again. It'd be wrong to leave them as test subjects to some humans and so he gave them a final present as two large discs where attached to their chest. Then he turned the blinding light of a groundbridge covering his escape as he stepped through leaving only the bodies and the traffic crashed around it as nest closed in.
A flicker of light on the discs signalled their activation as their internal motors spun around creating friction before it began to expand cocooning their bodies before the discs began to burn. Reaching temperatures higher than the sun for only a split second as the cacoons turned to ash disintegrated along with those within.
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