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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2016 0:21:45 GMT
The drone didn't made any attempt to hurt her. His protocols say to harm any autobot, but everything he wants is to fight those internal protocols that corrupts his mind. He acted poeacefully and replied to the predacon. Maybe Nova was able to see the injured leg of Evo
I didn't knew you were here. I tried to go home
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 25, 2016 8:51:23 GMT
*Nova looked at his injured leg, there was no honor in kicking a warrior when he's down. She nodded at him, spreading her wings and taking off.*
Be sure you return safely to your kin.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2016 14:28:16 GMT
Evo looked at the predacon raising his way on the air. The protocols inside Evo would take control of him again. He would end taking his blaster shooting the the predacon 5 times . After shooting, his arms shakes in panic and desperation. He was supposed to control his mind, and he tried too hard when he got trapped in one of the autobot rooms, but now his stress got released. He screamed fearfully.
Oh, what the hell am I doing, should I be supposed to shoot? It was me, or my programing?
He's afraid to have the predacon back, but the programing would order him to fight without matter the consequences.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 26, 2016 16:15:35 GMT
*Supernova was by now quiet a distance away for the shots to land directly on her, for the first time she offered a con mercy.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2016 16:29:32 GMT
The vehicon continued yelling in panic and frustration. He hit the snow with his clawed servos before to fall in the snow due his injured leg.
Kill it
Even if I die?
Yes,do it, that's the reason of your existence.
But if I dont want?
That means you're a traitor. Now kill it, or I'll kill you.
How?
Want me to show it?, remember, I'm your programantion, and if I want I can deactivate your processor right now.
He stood up and fly towards the predacon in his weird jet mode. Every yard he advanced, his weapons starts to wet read, as the sparks continue jumping on the Jet fuselage.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 26, 2016 16:35:22 GMT
*Supernova then called for a groundbridge back to base, the portal opening in front of her as she enters the portal, it closing behind her.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2016 17:26:43 GMT
Your target has gone. Your mission has failed... again. Now go to the mothership...
Evo flies higher to open a GB and got to the Nemesis. He has the hope to get a bit of peace in the decepticon ship.
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Post by Myla on Feb 4, 2016 19:30:38 GMT
Ice. Snow. A wasteland of white, Ice and Snow was mostly what made up the South Pole's appearance, and with climate change in the mix there was a bit of water too. The frequent blizzards continued to whip snow about at the scenery and human research outposts, but most recently something affected by the snow was a 50 foot tall, living hulk of metal. The crimson-plated giant trudged through the snow, leaving deep footprints that would be covered up a short while later by the snow. However, the footprints of the colossal robot weren't the only things that the snow was covering, it also filled up a large trail made by the dragging of a club over half the size of the gargantuan bot. What little sunlight that glinted through the strong blizzard reflected dimly off of the large armour plates of the machine, said plates being a dark crimson in colour.
It trudged for hours, days, weeks, months. It had been repeating this routine for a long time now, ever since it departed from Shanghai in fact. Finally however, the giant had decided that it had come to an end. It stopped, standing eerily still for a few minutes, it's visor glowing brightly from behind it's protective plating. The AI's secondary core was working over time to cut through the storm, sending a signal quite away around the planet to the Autobot base groundbridge system, authorizing the opening of said groundbridge. The azure and lime light of the groundbridge swirled around the crimson armour of the bot as it walked through the portal, dragging it's 36ft club behind it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 17:11:35 GMT
With global warming, temperatures are beginning to increase. Near the edge of the continent, there is a chunk of ice that is threatening to break free. A creature that had been in stasis for a very long time, was finally near the edge inside of the iceberg. He could feel the warmth of the sun as it shone through his ice prison. This warmth woke him, and to his surprise he was very much stuck. Nitro could see through the distorting ice and out into the water, out there is where he knew he wanted to be. The creature began to wiggle and fidget, chipping away at the ice with his metallic beak. After who knows how long, his helm and neck were free, but his body was still frozen in the ice. He squawked in a frustrated manner and then began to squawk loudly for no reason. Maybe he had friends nearby that could help him? Did he have friends? He didn't know.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2016 21:13:28 GMT
The only thing his cries seemed to attract was a penguin, but the moment that the penguin saw what was making the noise, it ran off. With a defeated sigh, the creature continued to try and chip away at the ice the held him captive. He could have been free ages ago if he had been able to blow fire but unfortunately he could not. By now his chest was free as well as part of his talons. Nitrobite began to wriggle and squirm, trumpeting sounds of triumph as he felt the ice give way. With a thud, he broke free from the ice and landed on another chunk of ice. He shook the remaining ice from his armour and sat hunched over, his tank gurgling for energon.
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Post by Straightedge and Scatterblast on Apr 23, 2016 17:32:00 GMT
Having not heard the cries, but rather noticed the life signal, a tank rolled into earshot of Nitrobite. It could be heard from a little under a mile away, and the low-volume Motley Crue didn't help either. Scatter loved his music. Absolutely loved music. But he didn't know who this was, or what it was, so he shut off his speakers as he rolled towards Nitrobit at a slow pace. After a while, he got there, transforming and staring at the creature, mouth agape behind his battlemask. That thing looked awesome. He tapped on its back, the cold temperature barley making it through his layers of armor.
You need help? You don't look to be doing that well.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 17:53:29 GMT
Hearing the muffled sounds of music, Nitro swayed to the beat momentarily forgetting his hunger. As the music stopped he paused his movement and cried out aggressively. Little did he know that the music had meant that someone was nearby and drawing closer. He was able to pick out a new scent but hadn't found the source until it tapped him on his back. The creature went rigid.
"You need help?"
The voice came out as an exact replica of Scatter's voice, almost like it was a recording playing. Slowly Nitro turned his long helm to the stranger, the four purple optics blinking at different times.
"You don't look to be doing that well!"
This time the voice was rough and strained as it was shouted, growls being mixed in with it. Nitro opened his jaw baring hundreds of needle-like teeth. Maybe this creature had food. Nitro stood and crawled forwards, stopping centimetres from the stranger's feet.
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Post by Straightedge and Scatterblast on Apr 23, 2016 18:20:15 GMT
Scatter didn't move as the creature snarled. He was either fearless or stupid, or both. He was both. Scatter crouched and brought an energon cube out, dropping it in front of the beast. Scatter thought the voice thing was a neat trick, and the creature was looking to be more and more interesting by the second. Scatter kept squatting, the hammer on his back poking out slightly over his heavily armored shoulder.
Second thing I've dug out of the ice. First one shot me. You gonna be friendly, or am I gonna have to fight you too? I'd prefer the first, but it ain't my choice.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 18:38:15 GMT
Nitro immediately stopped his threat displays as the cube was dropped in front of him. A cackling noise rose up in his throat like he was laughing. This was meant to distract the stranger as he didn't trust him yet. The creature surged forwards, took the cube and skittered backwards. The energon cube was much too big for his jaws, but that did not stop him from eating it. Nitro reared as he was feasting and fanned out his wings, warning Scatter that this food was now his. Nitro belched loud after finishing his meal, energon caked on his snout.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The creature crawled forwards and jumped at Scatter. It could be difficult to see that this wasn't a threat. He was fed and didn't have territory to protect, so for now he was content. He began to crawl over the mech, sniffing him and growling softly.
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Post by Straightedge and Scatterblast on Apr 23, 2016 19:34:08 GMT
Scatter was heavy, and his clumsiness caused him to fall back onto the ice, his hammer's hilt jabbing him in the back. By the time he could have reacted, the beast was sniffing him. It said it wanted to fight, but there it was sniffing him. Scatter patted it on the head and closed his optics under his battle mask, letting the back of his helm hit the solid ice, and rested for a bit. He listened intently, not sleeping, waiting for the creature to do something else.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 19:56:46 GMT
It paused upon being patted, its narrow helm tilting and many optics blinking. This was new to him. Nitro crawled up onto Scatter's chest and sat, his long neck extending so that his face was not far from Scatter's. Slowly and somewhat fidgety, Nitro extended a front foot and patted Scatter's face, mimicking what he had done earlier. He paused again before screeching loudly. Had the stranger died? He wasn't moving.
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Post by Straightedge and Scatterblast on Apr 23, 2016 21:14:05 GMT
((Omg that's adorable.))
Scatter chuckled when he felt his helm patted. He drew in a breath when the creature screeched, however. It startled him. His battlemask retracted, and Scatter looked at the beast, the mark on his cheek being the most prominent feature his helm showed.
Easy now, I'm alright. I appreciate the pat, I guess. Now, what are you. You got wings, but they won't bird wings. You look like a predator, yet you don't act like one. You got a name?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 21:37:53 GMT
(Yay! He's cute!)
Nitro reeled back upon Scatter chuckling. He regarded his marked cheek, blinking slowly with all optics. Nitro circled around on Scatter's chest, pleased that he wasn't dead. He listened intently as Scatter spoke. What was he? Nitro's purple optics widened like he was facing an existential crisis. As far as he knew, he was Nitrobite. He paused, that was his name right? At least that's what he thought.
"Ni... Nitrobite..."
Again he spoke in his harsh, almost impossible to understand voice. He spoke like he was trying to taste the word, like he had trouble understanding it. Nitro shook his helm to clear it and gazed back at Scatter.
"Now, what are you? You got a name?"
The creature returned to mimicking Scatter, he took amusement out of it. For a wild thing, he picked up in things quite well.
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Post by Straightedge and Scatterblast on Apr 23, 2016 22:22:39 GMT
Scatterblast. Nice to meet ya, Nitrobite.
Damn that was weird. The whole mimicking thing. Cool, though. Perhaps he oughta read it a dictionary. Scatter chuckled again. He couldn't tell if the creature was making fun of him or legitimately caring. Honestly, the towering red mech was fine either way. He'd made a little friend.
What are you doing here, Nitrobite?
Scatter thought back to the creature speaking its name. It looked like it was hard.
Lost? Was this your home? Did you crash? Were you ditched?
Scatter felt like that was enough options for the creature to answer without troubling itself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 23:00:53 GMT
Nitro looked around the surrounding area, seemingly noticing the frozen wasteland for the first time. This was when he realized that he was indeed lost. His memory was foggy, he had difficulties figuring out why he was here. The creature sat, thoroughly puzzled. He finally remembered a ship and came to a conclusion.
"Crashed."
The creature whistled, a whistle that you would sometimes hear in a comedy show when something fell. He looked pleased with his answer and looked up expectantly.
"You lost? Home?"
He mimicked again as it seemed easier than using his 'normal' voice.
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