Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Oct 4, 2017 6:10:52 GMT
A radio message appears on all nearby Decepticon radios. Vehicons huddle around to listen.
*All battle ready Decepticons to the Faithless Looter for briefing. I repeat... All battle ready Decepticons report for mission briefing.*
It seems Backbeat was putting out a call to war.
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Tarnation
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Post by Tarnation on Oct 7, 2017 13:04:50 GMT
Many cycles had passed now, and Tarn had spent them establishing a perimiter. While there were no real threats at the moment, it was best to be prepared. Preparation and planning was key to victory. He was alone, the vehicons were not bothering with him in the slightest. Good. He was standing atop a destroyed building, once a prominent tower in the city's defensive line. From his position he had an excellent view of the city and the wastelands outside. The lack of decepticons bothered him, apart from vehicons there was no activity from anyone else. The so-called "leader" wasn't leading the troops in any way now, what a pity. The thought of taking over himself crossed his mind briefly, but he shook it away. His job was to make sure the Cause was being followed, not to lead a full scale war. At least.. not yet.
While this was going on, he heard the comm, the first sign of sentience he had seen for a while. That was until he heard the message itself. He vented and swung his sword through the remains of a wall, cutting it apart and making a small amount of rubble fall down into the city below. The Faithless looter was a decepticon ship, commanded by none other than Backbeat. According to previous files and records, he had an impressive record but was unpredictable. Not one who could be too trusted to follow the Cause. *"I am sure we would all love to, but you see, there is this problem. How are we supposed to get onto the ship when we barely have any supplies, no means of transportation and most likely not the capability of creating them any time soon either? Not to mention, I am not sure if you have the authority to make such calls, but because no other orders are given, I'll let it slide. If you want us up there, then come pick us up."* Tarn said slowly as he regained his composure, looking up at the sky to see if he could spot the decepticon warship.
This was the beginning of something, he could feel that in every inch of his frame. He had to admit, he liked it. Maybe he would get to see some action again. He could remember the last time, it had been a great time. One traitor dispatched of and countless bots dead. Only one aspect of it wasn't how he wanted it to be, but he forced himself not to think of it. Failures had no place here. Either way, that was in the past. He had made his point to Backbeat or whoever had sent the comm. Now he waited.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Oct 8, 2017 1:29:22 GMT
That moment three vehicons rushed by in vehicle mode down the street. To the distance one could see their destination, the looming presence of the Faithless Looter. The ship had landed, it's doors opened to Decepticons.
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Tarnation
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Post by Tarnation on Oct 8, 2017 18:28:59 GMT
Ah, there it was. He spotted the vehicons driving past down below on the street, heading towards what could only be described as a spacecraft. It didn't look too menacing though, but Tarn had other things to worry about. His energon levels were depleting, he had to replace them soon. He figured that they'd last until he got to the ship at least. This did however mean that he couldn't just dwell outside, observe what was going on before entering, no, he had to get in there fast. Tarn vented once more before jumping down, using his sword to dig into the wall and sliding down that way, with his sword in th wall to slow himself down.
Once on the ground, the large mech transformed into his vehicle mode and began to drive towards the Faithless Looter. It was quite the drive, and the tank wasn't the fastest either. This would take a while. He could of course activate his boosters, but the distance wasn't that great so it would be a waste of fuel. He passed a few stationary vehicons without slowing down, he passed over a few damaged vehicons without slowing down and he passed over some dead vehcions without slowing down. He took th fastest route, and then that included mowing down those in his way. He wasn't very silent, if they had any form of self control they could get out of the way before he arrived.
Now it was just the last part before he reached the ship. It would not take long to get there. As he approached, Tarn transformed back into robot mode, skidding to a halt in front of the open doors. There was a small vehicon gathering outside, blocking the way. It seemed as if he had to force his way through. The black mech calmly walked the doors, and the vehicons moved out of the way once they saw him. Tarn smiled behnd his mask. Hopefully this would be worth his time.
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Pulsewave
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Post by Pulsewave on Oct 21, 2017 21:32:09 GMT
Pulsewave, along with Whiteflier, had continued to take care of their harmed vehicons and individuals as well as to set up everything needed in the medibay. They heard Backbeats message and were almost the only ones that decided not to join the battle. It seemed a useless waste of resources and energy, they didn't support it and technically... being Backbeat who they hardly knew and definitely didn't trust who called them into the battle, it was not an obligation.
They did not even have a proper base, why the hell were they already looking for unnecessary trouble?.
After hearing Starscream message, well, the seeker had a reputation of being treacherous, but what he proposed was far more interesting and practical than staying at their makeshift pathetic excuse of a base. Which was more of a shuttle refugee camp than anything.
The medicon assured he would be fine to Whiteflier and his scouting partner, Bluewing, and both the seeker and the ex vehicon parted towards Darkmount to aid Starscream and most likely secure themselves a proper base, as well as a well stuffed armory.
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Khromius
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Post by Khromius on Nov 1, 2017 6:32:27 GMT
Near a cell block of a large prison complex a large red mechanical Dragon would sore through the air as if looking for something. The Predacon's fuel supply was running low, and the beast was naturally looking for some way to replenish it. The beast would decend near the entrance to the prison he once called home. He'd decided it was the best option for conserving energon. The beasts metal hide began to shift, and the Dragon began to change shape revealing the robot mode of Khromius. The beast growled as he though about his predicament. He a once proud warlord, who was feared and respected through out the Jungle planet was now scrounging around an unknown planet hoping to find some way to refill his emptying fuel tank. "My how far I've fallen." The mech thought to himself as he continued searching hoping he'd find something to fulfill his apatite.
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ailnoth
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Post by ailnoth on Nov 5, 2017 18:14:39 GMT
Long before even the Great Civil War, the Knights of Cybertron had created a paradise across their home planet. With their wisdom and guidance creating a golden age that even today countless eons later was considered legendary to all those who believed of their myth. For though they had created a kingdom which had gleamed of glory in it's prime, such a time was eons ago. Now very little of what they did remained, weathered by age.
Shaped and changed by war, Cybertron was one such planet that had very little relics of that bygone age. Though some still did exist such as the legendary Titan, Metroplex who'd answered Optimus Prime in the Autobot's time of need. While his counterpart, once the iconic Trypticon station no longer remained on Cybertron, it's existence was well known due in part to it's recreation as the Decepticon Flagship the Nemesis.
A fearsome vessel which had ravaged planets and devastated entire fleets. For a long time the ship had been Megatron's own starship, before a wormhole had consumed both him and the former Autobot leader Optimus Prime thousands of years ago. Since then the ship had passed through numerous warlords each of them possessing qualities that had allowed them to unite the Decepticon forces, whether through pure strength or cunning until their untimely end either from betrayal or glorious battle.
The latest commander, Ailnoth had lead for centuries. His orders claiming worlds and entire races under the Decepticon war machine, while his blade devoured the sparks of all those who would deny their conquest. An awe inspiring feat that had allowed him to hold the position for so long despite the nature of his fellow Decepticons, and the skills of his enemies.
Many of who had upon hearing of Cybertron's revival headed home. Which had only ensured that Ailnoth, and his army would follow as well.
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They appeared just within the atmosphere of Kaon, herald by a thunderous boom. As the air was distorted by warp drives, twisting and shaping the very essence of space before exploding with the arrival of the Decepticon flagship. A warship with no equal, formed of sharp horrid edges that had speared a thousand ships and gutted the remains of dozens more as the planet shaking payload it possessed claimed the sparks of countless souls.
It was Nemesis, and after centuries away it had returned home, ready to reap another battlefield.
That would have to wait for later though as the ship hung above the city, it's massive form shadowing much of the ruins including the spire of Darkmount. It's eerie form if capable of staring would have looked upon the once great Decepticon stronghold with disgust.
The city was clearly in a state of disrepair, and though it had weathered the war better than many of the other settlements it would not do well against an all out attack. For that it would need repairs, which would take time and resources. If they where to be ready in time for the Autobot's it was clear they would need to start soon.
As if in response to that very thought dozens upon dozens of starships began to leave, the Nemesis. Many of them carrying materials and resources including workers who could begin repairing the city-state.
At the center of the swarm though flew a ship which was very clearly not just for transport, it's massive cannons suggesting a very different purpose. While it's size suggested with the possibility of a combat role it likely possessed an extremely powerful shield generator. For those in the know, the ship was Ailnoth's personal transport.
As it headed for a large landing strip on one of the former inner Kaon command centre's, the Decepticon channels where activated allowing the commander to speak.
::For those who hear this message, I am about to arrive. To those already with me you know of your task in reclaiming our home. For those of you already planetside, you are expected to rendezvous at these coordinates.:: With that the command center strip was highlighted as the meeting point. ::Any medics who where part of the original force are expected to allow for a replacement medic to relieve them before they arrive at the command center. Failure to do shall be punished, I shall not find the time of your replacements wasted nor shall I let our men die for a prompt arrival. For the rest of you I expect you to arrive promptly, only for the most critical tasks are you to be excused for tardiness. I shall be most displeased to find any other response to my commands.::
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Nov 6, 2017 3:17:47 GMT
There was a incoming message from another Decepticon ship in the area. A response to the message given. Marked private and classified.
' Nemesis... This is Backbeat, commander of the Faithless Looter... And I'm glad you've made it to the party. Expect a full report once your planet side... But the short version is the Autobots are dug in. They're using Metroplex as a base. I recommend preparing the troops for siege warfare... Unless your interested in my more entertaining stratagems... Ailnoth? '
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Post by Kick-Start on Nov 7, 2017 0:01:34 GMT
From the Faithless Looter came another signal.
"This is Kick-Start reporting. I will arrive on-site with all due speed."
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In one of her many Kaon work-labs, Kick-Start beamed into the area. Hidden labs in Kaon weren't terribly hidden, although it wasn't like just anybody could walk into them either. This was also one of the slightly less horrible labs.
She stepped out of the lab, transformed into her motorcycle form - which actually had what looked like a rider on it, but technically the rider IS Kick-Start - and headed for the specific co-ordinates.
It wasn't long before the motorbike and Kick-Start arrived. She transformed back into Kick-Start.
"Kick-Start, protegé of Shockwave, at your service."
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taurokhun
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Post by taurokhun on Nov 7, 2017 0:23:32 GMT
Taurokhun activated the radio on the transport he was in "Taurokhun reporting " Taurokhun hadn't been to the main decepticon bases for quite some time instead he had been hunting people that tried to defect from the Decepticons and Beasts that had been confirmed to be attempting to join the the autobots. Word had spread that he was planning to take the Eurikan trials. He was hoping he'd get a mission before he left or he would head straight to Eurika
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Tarnation
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Post by Tarnation on Nov 7, 2017 21:49:23 GMT
Out on the outskirts of Kaon, a black object came flying in at high speed. It had observed the large flagship arriving from far away and that indicated that reinforcements were on their way. Excellent. The assault on Iacon, or rather the attempted distraction, had been a failure, but not without worth. They had scouted the area, seen what the bots had up and running. They hadn't lost any important assets, making it a partial victory then. Now the important part was making it back to Kaon without collapsing on the way. His fuel was running dangerously low, he had to find more energon fast. As he approached, he lowered his altitude and began to slow down, transforming once he got low enough. He slid on the ground, using his blade to slow himself down by scraping it against the ground.
Once on the ground, Tarn vented heavily. His body was aching, it felt as if he was about to break apart. He needed more energon, now! It didn't matter where it came from at this point. A vehicon would have to do, but unprocessed energon had a much worse consistency then refined medical grade energon, unfortunately. With one fell swoop, he cut down a vehicon that happened to be close enough for him to reach it. He didn't want to do it, but it was a question of survival at this point. He grabbed the body, holding it up above him as he inspected the wound across its chest. A clean cut, good, it was easier to get energon out from that. He retracted his mask, showing his faceplate for one of the very rare occurances that he did so. Not that anyone would recognize it anyways, but he didn't like showing it. He let the energon drip down into his mouth, standing in the same positon for several minutes until the pain had stopped, and he was feeling like he could operate at a decent capacity again. He let the body fall down to the hard ground, he didn't need it anymore.
He glanced up at the sky, watching the starships spread out more and more, and indeed he had heard Ailnoth's message. There wouldn't be an indication that he had though, his comm signal wasn't one widely known. Few knew it, and fewer were alive to this day. However there was no point in making more enemies within the ranks, and Tarn had no beef with Ailnoth, and he took off into the air again, heading towards the coordinates given. It wasn't long before he arrived, at which point he transformed into robot mode, staying on the backlines. This entire time he had been silent, not uttering a single word. For now he waited, watching to see what would happen next.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Nov 8, 2017 22:18:21 GMT
Backbeat and NeVor warp into the room, their silent posture belaying their impatient nature.
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Slapfoot
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Post by Slapfoot on Nov 8, 2017 22:36:28 GMT
Slapfoot felt awkward being in rank and file with his vehicon brethren. He stuck out like a sore thumb, a good deal taller than the others around him. He stood at attention, facing forward, still as a statue.
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Skywarp
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Post by Skywarp on Nov 8, 2017 23:15:14 GMT
Skywarp gently landed amongst the crowd, sure to purposely shove past a few to get to a good spot. Then, he did as the rest did. He waited.
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Khromius
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Post by Khromius on Nov 9, 2017 3:00:20 GMT
The Predacon watched as the ships arrived, he then saw Decepticons begging to rally. The lack of Energon was getting to him, and he tried his best not attack the Vehicons passing by. Normally he'd do it without hesitation but something about attacking and consuming a Vehicon with the Nemesis and multiple Decepticons present didn't seem like a good idea. However he made no effort to hide from site. Despite his fuel cells being nearly depleted he wasn't gonna swallow his pride and resort to such cowardly methods of survival. Khromius continued to watch just incase an unprecedented opportunity came knocking.
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Backbeat
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Post by Backbeat on Nov 9, 2017 5:18:12 GMT
Backbeat notices that the more elite of the Decepticons forces had seemed assemble together. He notes each familiar face... He rasies his voice slightly to get the attention of his associates.
' While we a wait our gracious host... '
Backbeat creates two small warps in front of him. He reaches in, pulling out a large ornate bottle and what looks like a set of wine glasses.
' Might I offer to share a bottle of vintage energon... A rare treat best share... '
NeVor smirks, grabbing the bottle out of his hands before he could react. She holds it to the light to inspect.
" 135th year of the last golden age. A Praxian blend looks like. It's legit. "
Backbeat chuckles, shrugging with amusement.
' NeVor? Would you? '
NeVor hands him back the bottle and puts her hands in front of her. They glow blue as a table-ish shape starts to materialize. It glows blue for a second before solidifying into what appears to be a large table. Backbeat places the bottle and glasses on it after uncorking it and pouring himself and NeVor a glass.
' Holomatter... Your a maestro with it my dear. '
" Sadly it's not edible. But I'll always prefer live victims anyway. "
Backbeat motions to the others.
' Help yourselves... But fair warning, don't pour too much or you'll be on your afts quicker than a velocitronian on the final lap. '
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Post by Kick-Start on Nov 9, 2017 10:00:40 GMT
"No thank-you, Backbeat," Kick-Start smiled graciously, her pet Nibblet, Nibbles, nudging her knee and chittering. She petted him affectionately, "For now at least I'd like to keep a clear head. We were summoned here for a reason, and I'd like to know that it's got more than 'Kill Autobots'. I have a plague to develop," she added cuttingly, although it wasn't in any way directed at Backbeat.
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taurokhun
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Post by taurokhun on Nov 9, 2017 17:35:39 GMT
Tauro had made his way from Katrinas ship to the rally point had a freshly lit cigar. In response to the offer of wine he gave a respectful head shake and flashed his flask. Tauro could see the strain of the Predacon (Tauro could notice things like that because he is married to a eurikan. He'd learn things like that) he waved him over. He didn't want to offer help and make him humiliated in front of others with the offer of help.
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Khromius
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Post by Khromius on Nov 10, 2017 9:15:01 GMT
Tauro's gesture surprised Khromius, and the sudden act of kindness from a stranger made the Predacon a little skeptical. However he wasn't in any position to be refusing. He approached the strange mech cautiously, he knew well from experience that letting his guard down in situations like this didn't always end well. Stopping only a few feet away from Taurokhun, the Predacon looked at the other near by Decepticons and then looked at the mech offering assistance, and began to speak. Khromius wasn't fluent in Cybertronian but did his best to use what he had learned as during his imprisonment.
"You're offering assistance to a complete stranger? And, what exactly would you ask of me in return for this act of kindness?"
The Predacon wasn't a fool, he wanted to make sure he knew all the angels before accepting help. His sense of honour would force him to repay the act of kindness anyway, he just wanted to know the catch.
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taurokhun
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Post by taurokhun on Nov 10, 2017 15:27:53 GMT
(Note my character said nothing but I was gonna offer so I will roll with it)
"I was brought up trained in the way of the warrior. A honourable and noble decepticon raised me. We are at war and you haven't tried to kill anyone here so I am putting my faith in you to destroy your and our foes in the future. Which I would assume is your goal anyway."
Tauro took a drag on his cigar his voice was confident but not arrogant. It was even somewhat inviting "My children are part Eurikan, I am paired with a dragon I am not one to hate or discriminate. I see potential in the future of each and everyone of us. Now. Now is time for all of us to stand together or die alone. We don't know each other and words are cheap but I stand to prove to you and everyone here that I will stand and fight with you all. We are one. We are the Decepticons" He spoke loud enough for those around him to hear and hopefully inspire confidence and build team cohesion.
He leaned in so he could whisper as he pressed a few times on his data pad calling in a reserve of energon. He whispered to the Predacon. "My brother on the edge of town there is some energon waiting for you. When ready go have your fill. I ask for nothing in return."
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