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Post by Ulti on May 16, 2015 23:16:33 GMT
Well yes, it was true, Dashside as fully fixed and ready to go. That was if she was or could awake. Instead, her body sat there limp, laying on the berth it had been sat on, looking like it was lifeless, it's optics black and any other lights on it's body, now she just needed to wake up.
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Triage
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Post by Triage on May 17, 2015 15:39:35 GMT
"Ummm... I... I... do... don't know..." Triage mumbled weakly. He had very little strength left inside him and his mind was too fuzzy. He blinked his optics hard, as if this action could help his CPU to run faster. So... what happened before he was in stasis? Triage thought with great effort before his processing unit finally connected with his memory banks and retrieving data from there. Ahh... He remember now. Triage announced the answer proudly, "I fell!"
It took a moment for Triage's processor to recognise his own voice and analyse its meaning. Hmmm... That seemed a bit weird, he thought to himself. But perhaps he needed more time to recall more memory and make his answers... well, make sense.
"Why aarrre you electricitying meh?" He slurred as he saw Shatter fired the techvolt. Grammar and pronunciation meant nothing to him for now. He slumped onto the berth as his motor couldn't generate enough power to let him stay sitting up. Besides, lying on a berth is comfy. He liked to be comfy.
If the scanner scanned for his energy reserves and processing unit efficiency, it would find that the energy reserves were about 60% full. Not really optimal, but should be enough. The processing unit efficiency, however, only has a 32%. Though it was steadily rising.
The techvolt was replenishing the energy which Triage lacks. Though his processing units might need more time to get back to normal.
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Post by Shatterbeam on May 18, 2015 19:22:03 GMT
Shatter stopped, venting as he checked up on Dashside's systems. All clear. He looked to Triage.
Okay. Now, be careful. By the ruckus in the Academy, we'll need as many medics as we have.
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Post by Ulti on May 18, 2015 21:37:46 GMT
An orange shade washed over Dashside's visor, as her optics blinked to life behind it. The emeralds looked around slowly, half-open and half-closed before a sudden flash of light blue circles, each with varied symbols in them appeared on the centre, one after another, each one blocking the one before. Such rapid movement and the bright light instantly burst her eyes wide open and awake as the flashes stopped and the circles spread out across her vision, leaving small gaps between them. Slowly the circles began to merge and fill the gaps, making the entire visor the shade of light blue as the symbols quickly disappeared.
A vertical line slowly cut down on the right side of the visor, then moving to a small 45 degree angle line downwards and right, before leveling out finally as a horizontal line which cut into the right side of her visor, making a small tab. The same happened on the lower left side but on a smaller scale and a large empty rectangle cut out of the left side. One shape cut out from the top left, all the way over next to the first shape to be cut out, this one started at 45 degree small downwards angle venturing to the right, leveled out and continued on for a long bit before finally going back up 45 degrees and meeting with the start of the larger shape on the right side.
Shapes and certain things were then drawn up in these cut out boxes/ tabs, the most recently formed one having a smaller version of itself formed inside of it, with a few cybertronian markings within that read along the lines of "No data input found.". Next was the large rectangle on the left hand side, and a few small circles showed up on it, clearly some kind of radar. Next, the box below it just remained empty, and finally, the first tab to be drawn out. This now contained a complete scan of her body and armor, with labels attached to corresponding areas, like her hard-light shields, they told her what percentage of durability they were at, her jets how much fuel they had in them and so on and so forth with other parts. However, it also had sections that glowed the same orange as her visor first did. These were areas she had been, damaged. Her entire left forearm was illuminated, where her right shoulder had been punctured and other wounds. These flashes stopped and they changed to the same blue as the rest, as clearly the damage had been fixed.
With all this out of the way in a mere 5 or so seconds, she looked around, gathering in her surroundings as her visor highlighted certain things like tools, who they were manufactured by, their use, and if they could be used as some kind of weapon. When her vision turned to Triage and Shatterbeam, it scanned them for any signs that it could use, picking up that they were both autobot mechs and what equipment they carried. Not much else though, nothing like name or age. "Owww..." She groaned as she looked at her left forearm. It was shiny, unlike everything else on her which was all dusted and scratched, some covered in small energon stains. Gently the femme opened and closed her fist, it was somewhat stiff as it was new. She turned her head again, back from her hand and up to Shatterbeam, then down at her datapad as she picked it up and inspected it, then going back to Shatterbeam.
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Post by Triage on May 21, 2015 16:46:18 GMT
"Of cozzz I am careful...... Usually, that is. I didn't intentionally fall." Triage mumbled and squinted his optics as he spoke, as if he was making every effort to explain as clearly as he could. "I think that I am not thinking clearly," he loudly declared after finally noticing that he felt odd. His mind felt cloudy...? "Wait ar sec, does this make sense? If I am not thinking clearly, then what I think is wrong. So I am not 'not thinking clearly', and I am thinking clearly. But if I am thinking clearly, then what I think is correct, then I am 'not thinking clearly'."
He contemplated about it with furrowed optic ridges before announcing, "I don't know."It seemed that more time was needed for Triage's processor to adjust and function normally. /* Finals this week, so I'm not really able to post much. */
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Post by Shatterbeam on May 21, 2015 18:19:22 GMT
Good to see you're up Dashside. Also Triage, don't get caught in a loop. If you're thinking clearly you know it, if you aren't, well, you aren't.
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Post by Ulti on May 24, 2015 15:26:45 GMT
Dashside nodded at Windtalker as her HUD finally stopped setting up. Placing the pad in the subspace pouch on the right side of her waist, she stood up and walked out of the medbay, a big task ahead of her.
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Post by Triage on May 25, 2015 17:40:05 GMT
Triage suddenly squeeze his optics shut before opening them again. Arghh… His head hurts a bit, maybe also his arms, and legs, and maybe the whole body aches. He tried to recall what happened, but before he could finish that, he notice that he was in an unfamiliar place.
“What’s this place? And what happened?” Triage managed to grumble out those words in confusion.
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 7, 2015 16:47:08 GMT
A groundbridge opened and Skyspray came rocketing out from it. He was flying at a rather high speed and managed to hit the wall on the other side and make a huge dent in it.
Ouch... And the fun had just started...
He mumbled to himself as he slowly rolled around on the ground, energon leaking from his broken limbs and numerous wounds all across his frame.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 9, 2015 6:08:54 GMT
*Wildfire walked in just as Sky had dropped by and out of the groundbridge. She eeks in horror and rushes to his side.*
"Son! Are you alright? And this is the medbay, you were brought in by my mum I think, are you alright?"
*She looked over at the other bot that had woke up.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 9, 2015 6:20:48 GMT
Ugh... I've been better, mum. Had an encounter with two decepticons, maybe apocalypticons if i remember their names correctly..
He grunted a little as he tried to sit up. He had only one arm which had no servo, the other one was blasted off by the shoulder. He had multiple wounds in his stomach from the razor shotgun and a small dent in his helm. He had only one leg and the other one was cut off by the knee. His entire left side was scorched and his tank cannons on his back were pointing in a very unnatural angle.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 9, 2015 6:34:24 GMT
"Oh primus. Come on hun."
*She helps him up and drags him to a bed.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 9, 2015 6:42:31 GMT
He grunted a little as he was dragged to a berth. It didn't hurt THAT much but it could be because his pain receptors had been fried or that he was too tired to care. He was thankful that Wildfire was there for him though.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 9, 2015 6:57:25 GMT
*She hauls him on the bed and connects him to an energon supply.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 9, 2015 7:02:34 GMT
Thanks, mum... What happened while I was gone?
He moaned a little and vented as the energon in him began to replenish. It was a nice feeling, energon was always nice.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 9, 2015 17:26:10 GMT
"Feenix went for a rest, the students went on a training simulation. The prison construction is half way done."
*She decides to patch up the cut off arm and leg first by burning it into a stump until she built a new arm and leg. She heats her handh up with her fire powers and touches the first bleeding cut off area.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 9, 2015 17:37:56 GMT
Oh, did something happen to her? And what about Grandpa? Is he Oooooooooooooo.......
He winced a little from the pain of her warm servos. It wasn't only the heat that came from them but the fact that she touched the areas that was what the humans called flesh and his endoskeleton. It felt like the time four years ago when he had "accidentaly" tripped down a mountain. He still blamed a certain protectobot for the event.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 9, 2015 17:56:02 GMT
"Yeah she was fighting a prisoner and he poisoned her, she's also been very stressed and she needed a break. He's out of the medbay and with mum I think, she wanted to spend time with him."
*She burned the wound into a clean stump, which she would open once more when the leg was built. She then does the same to the shoulder.*
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Post by Skyspray (Aquahaze) on Jun 9, 2015 18:09:46 GMT
So you're telling me that Grandma and the students combined couldn't take down one vehicon? Oh Primus.... And it's good that he is back. I haven't seen him in a long time.
He ex-vented and gritted his dentas as his wounds were sealed. He couldn't say that he liked it but... It was necessary. And so was the fact that they had to put the students to harder training.
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Post by Wildfire Lockheart on Jun 10, 2015 16:16:16 GMT
"More or less. And yeah I visited him, I'm going to do something for father's day with my two derpy brothers."
*She then gets the equipment out to stitch his cuts and hand back together.*
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