Tarnation
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Post by Tarnation on Jul 24, 2018 11:09:24 GMT
And one by one, they fell. Exactly as planned. Nothing he could complain about in that regard. It wasn't a difficult task really, just something that came with the job. It was always worse for them when they struggled, instead of just doing as he said. He wasn't a monster, he was very reasonable in fact. At least according to him. He always gave choices, it wasn't his fault that they always chose the option which meant the most work for him and most suffering for them. Oh well, if that was how the liked it, then that was how they got it. There was a sudden loud noise over the sound of his gun firing, and something stung his leg. The shots had gone straight through the hole in his leg, gracing the edges of it but otherwise not doing much. Some small parts was blown off, but nothing critical. He groaned a little, sensing Wheelspin behind him. Maybe not actually sensing, but he could calculate where the shot had come from, judging by the impact and exit of the bullets. Remarkable, why waste shots like that? His whole body had been open, yet shots had been taken did did close to nothing. What neither of them knew was that the shots had accidentally taken out the tracker put on him by Thunder earlier. What a fortunate accident for him, wasn't it?
"Too late you say, one is never too late. Has anyone ever told you that your voice is annoying? I can't wait to rip that voice box out of your throat. And as for you, Wheelspin, I know that you're listening. I would not attempt that again. It will not end well for you in the end, we all know that." The dark mech stated again, not looking back to see if he could spot the little sniper. He wasn't interested in him, Veeron was his focus. He was now within melee range, as Veeron hadn't moved away and Tarn would use that to its fullest. The gun was almost out of ammo, so that would have to reload soon. He instead brought up his shield, shoulder tackling towards Veeron with it raised to protect himself from incoming attacks, but also with his sword, which would come right after the shield.
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Post by Thunder on Jul 25, 2018 6:26:49 GMT
The revving of engines would be heard in the distance, but getting ever closer by the second. Soon, the sleek black alt mode would shoot into the air, most likely using something as a ramp or going off of a damn rooftop. He'd transform while in midair and draw his swords all in one swift motion. The black and silver lined blades would then begin to glow different colors of energy fire. The right, a brilliant crimson; the left, a cool teal. If successful, he'd brought it down on his scrapmaker and take off the barrel of the gun right there and then. Once he landed, he immediately was ready to block an incoming sword strike from the masked sadist.
"Tarn..." He smirked, "Been a while..."
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Post by WheelSpin on Jul 25, 2018 18:53:09 GMT
Great. Now Thunder was in the way from where he was standing, and even if he moved, Veeron would get in the way of his shot from there. WheelSpin lowered his rifle, that had been lifted just moments ago, ready to fire at the DJD leader once more, perhaps trying to fully destroy the leg, or aim somewhere higher. It did not matter now. He couldn't.
With a quiet curse, the mech moved from his spot to see if he could get a clear shot from somewhere else.
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Post by Nightlock on Jul 26, 2018 0:03:00 GMT
Twomp smashes her way behind the Decepticon Leader, swinging her giant head and roaring at the D.E.C inside she knew very little what this was or factions where, but she didn’t care she saw the enemy symbol plastered on his helmet and that made him her enemy.
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Post by Tarnation on Jul 26, 2018 10:20:03 GMT
With Veeron dealt with, the mech having been knocked unconscious by Tarn's attack, there was time to focus on other things. He slowly rose, as he heard engines roar behind him. Other soldiers were now attacking him, what a wonderful evening. A small darting, black mech came at him, swords raised to attack him, or a part of him at least. Shifting around a little, he raised the scrapmaker a little so that only three of the many barrels were taken out, but the rest made it out safely due to distance and angling. It however made him prepared to deal with his much smaller attacker. Thunder was only about half his height, and much lighter. He couldn't block a hit from him, the sheer force behind it would send the smaller bot flying. The leader of the decepticons struck out in a sweeping blow with his own sword, which was larger than Thunder, waiting to see if the smaller one would try and block it or just take the slash, which would just slice through him as if he was a piece of paper. "You are of no importance to me, get out of my way." He said from behind his mask, just as the ground trembled and walls broke when the giant.. thing.. broke in from behind him. It did not look friendly, but Tarn did not care. If they wanted to take him on, he wasn't going to stop them. Energon would flow today, more transformers would meet their maker, and he was not one of them.
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Post by Thunder on Jul 26, 2018 18:09:55 GMT
Thunder did not block, nor did he take the hit. He actually jumped into the air, and with his glowing swords, swung to slash his face. If anything, it would just cut into his upper torso armor, or it'd strike his mask. Once landed, he'd be ready to move immediately.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2018 19:02:22 GMT
:: Oi, oi. If you Autobots hold any value to your life to anything more than fodder, you may want to get out of Petrex. No point in wasting your lives for a lost battle. You've all got no reason to listen me, but I don't see Vating in a position to lead you lot. So take this as an order from Skyspray's Third in Command. ::
A crack pierced the air in every Autobot's ear as someone hacked into their comms. The voice was masked by static making it hard to distinguish who the person is.
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Post by WheelSpin on Jul 27, 2018 15:00:05 GMT
WheelSpin glanced at the larger Autobot that had been earlier rendered no longer part of the fight. Quietly, not to attract attention to himself, he moved forward while the trio fought. He crouched at Veeron's side and began to drag him in the direction away from the combatants. He did not know what the extent of the other's injuries was, yet, but it did not look too bad. Perhaps he had sustained something worse at the fight prior to this and it only materalized now. He'd talk with Ratchet to have a look. Once they were out of harm's way.
It took him a short while, but he'd moved the body far enough now that it was protected by the distance, the crates and kept out of view. He listened to the call. Third in command? He tilted his helm towards Thunder, Tarn, and Twomp. Funny how their names all started with a T. Not something he needed to contemplate now. He had to decide if he was to trust the voice, that claimed that it belonged to the third in command, before Vating took over, or whether he would stay, and hope for the best.
His optics lowered to study Vating. His duty was to secure a 'patient'. Which was, this bot. Securing could mean bringing him to a safer location, which would go hand in hand with the request the voice had made. He chuckled to himself. The voice had one thing right. That Prime was not in a position, the right or otherwise, to lead them. He has never been in it in his opinion but he was a little sour due to his past experiences with the bot. This sole fight had proven it beyond all doubt too. He'd bailed out on them and was nowhere to be seen since.
He lowered his gaze towards Veeron. "It's your lucky day." He muttered. He was about to try to lift him again when his optics paused on a cart. It was similar to the one he had used earlier to load up the power source. He left Veeron where he as and moved to retrieve it, pushing it up to the large mech. With a few heaves he had managed to drape the mech onto the cart.
"...cars saving tanks...what have we come to." He mumbled with a deep exvent while he began to tie the frame to the new means of transportation so that he might not later, fall off.
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Post by Nightlock on Jul 27, 2018 18:59:30 GMT
Twomp roared before transforming and charging, “Twomp are no listen coward hiding, Twomp are destroy purple bot!” Twomp charged forward spraying Cryo out of her mouth as she charges at Tarn aiming for his cannon arm with her massive clawed servo, Twomp then not stopping the charge continued to attempted to push Tarn forward, she was roughly a ten or so feet taller but was much stronger then Tarn was, proably one of the stronger oppents he had ever faced, “Puny bot are hid behind mask and cannon, Twomp are stronger then puny bot, no hide behind anything!”
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Post by Tarnation on Jul 28, 2018 11:48:26 GMT
That was if Thunder landed. An expected turn of events, Tarn wasn't surprised. In fact, he was counting on Thunder jumping up to avoid the slash. This would put the much smaller bot in the air, and when so, unable to move. The slashes were easily prevented by his raised shield, which he then swung out, easily swatting the smaller bot away from him. He had no time to deal with distractions like him. His goal was still Veeron, and not this tiny, suicidal mech. His fuel reserves were getting low again, he had to refuel. He took another energon injector, his last one, and injected himself with it, feeling his strength returning to full power again, and not risking an emergency shutdown. This however made him pause long enough for Twomp to get up close and personal, and she was firing some sort of cryogen at him. His shield was taking most of the hit, but it was true that the larger bot was stronger than him. He was pushed back, sliding slowly on the floor, but it wasn't going all too fast. "Who dares strike against me?" I will NOT be stopped!" He growled up towards the larger one. He wasn't intimidated, but the other one should be. What Twomp didn't know was that if she touched him, pain would flow through her body, and it would feel as if her entire energon system was on fire, boiling away. This pain usually crippled people, and was not pleasant to feel. So she would have to be careful, or the fight would be over for her very quickly.
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Post by Thunder on Jul 28, 2018 20:05:44 GMT
Thunder managed to bring both his swords up to block his strike. Yes he was sent back, and he landed on his pedes. The boosters in his back and the back of his calves lit up, accelerating him as he dashed in a zig-zag patter straight at Tarn. The mech would hang low, having both of his swords covered in energy as he'd go in to slash at him with an "X" double strike directed at his back. This was because he was busy with the larger mech. He needed to cripple him, so he aimed for his lower back, the spinal strut/waist joint. If he could severely damage that, he could help stop any dramatic movements he'd be performing. His reaction speed was top-tier, so he'd be ready, should he try to counter or block.
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Post by WheelSpin on Jul 29, 2018 16:23:03 GMT
Once Veeron was secured to the the new transport, he attached a tug line to it, securing it in several places, so that it would not come loose, or unbalance the 'cart' once it was moving at a speed. The other other end had a sort of 'tug' like construction that would be able to be charged to open and then close around the tow hook connection under his own boot. Once that was ready he transformed and backed up to the aforementioned until he heard a clank. When he moved forward, he could feel a pull as the cart's weight was transferred to him. He started off slow, and then began to gain speed, driving out of the destroyed ground bridge, after the remaining engineers that had left earlier with the parts of the machinery, the computers and whatever else they could carry with them.
He noticed that neither Thunder or the big brute femme have begun retreating. Perhaps they have been covering the retreat with the patient but now, they no longer needed to stall Tarn. He and Veeron were out. :: Alright, you two. Twomp, Thunder. Time to scram. You heard the voice. Orders and all that. Need to be followed. We're out, got what we needed.::
He kept at a fairly regular speed, not too fast for the sake of his cargo, and making sure to choose the land that was not as bumpy as to not derail him. He was certain that the other two would heed the order soon too and advance in the 'opposite' direction . It was done.
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Post by Thunder on Jul 30, 2018 2:30:41 GMT
"Femme...go." He told Twomp, "Tarn's mine. I'm gonna make him pay for all that he's taken from us, from Diamond." It was clear to a medic like Wheelspin that Thunder was operating on pure adrenaline. He could see the energon leaking from multiple wounds he got from the blast at the AA gun. He was working on a one-track mind...he was pretty much impossible to reason with in this state. "Go!" He shouted at Twomp before preparing to move to strike Tarn again.
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Post by Nightlock on Jul 30, 2018 4:08:30 GMT
Twomp looked at wheelspin's message as she tried to comprehend it...before hearing Tarn scream she snarled wanting to pounce, but something screamed in her head, she wasn't sure if it was the coms or her processor trying to tell her something but eventually something in her spark seemed to crack, she didn't know why this idea popped in her head, she didn't like said idea but it was a idea...the purple bot would get what was coming but not today... she pushed Tarn back, but not really trying to as she charged forward at Thunder shouting "I are not what this is, we are need run. Puny Blue bot are run with me or Twomp are make him." she said swinging her massive taloned fist at his chest, she was slower then he was by far, but one hit was all she needed.
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Post by Tarnation on Jul 30, 2018 10:30:36 GMT
There wasn't much he could do towards the larger one when he was being pushed, but at least he wasn't taking damage from that. There was something coming towards him from behind, and he had no real time to react to it since the brute in front of him was more important. But, he didn't have to dodge. He was pushed out of the way and the large femme blocked the most of the hit, Tarn only got a slight scratch at his side as opposed to a deep cut, as she charged at Thunder instead. That was a fortunate turn of events. They were infighting. He smiled behind his mask this would be fun to watch. It was about then that he got a comm, from the front-lines back outside the city. :: Lord Tarn, the autobots are retreating, we re capturing the city as we speak. :: :: "Get two gunships to my position now." :: :: Immediately, Lord Tarn! :: The mech ended the comm there, fully content with the victory they had achieved in this city. His scrapmaker had now fully reloaded, and was ready to be fired again. It focused the smaller mech, as he was the most damaged, firing a reduced amount of bullets since a few barrels were broken, but it was still a lot of them. It wasn't focused purely on him, but on the surrounding areas too. Since it was fired from such close range, unless you were already moving, there wasn't a high chance at all to make it out unharmed.
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Post by Thunder on Jul 30, 2018 17:14:40 GMT
Thunder's attention was diverted by the brute. He heard the click of the scrapmaker and immediately sent energy from his potent spark into his swords, supercharging them as his adrenaline was keeping him going. He'd start spinning his swords at high speeds, and since they were glowing they appeared as blue energy shields. They'd cut through, or deflect a majority of bullets as he'd start moving out of Twomp's way, jumping over her and having her take the majority of fire. She was a tank-y bot, she could handle it. He'd snarl as a fair amount of bullets pelted, burrowed, or tore through his body. His boosters would ignite and while still spinning one sword facing Tarn, he'd sprint around with his other sword reeled back and glowing red. "I'm killing you here!" He snarled, spitting out energon. The red light of his Vox Unitas was glowing brighter, and his energon was dripping more and more.
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Post by Nightlock on Aug 1, 2018 6:03:29 GMT
Twomp roared as she turned and charged, Thunder was a idiot. She did the best she could though deal damage, transforming into her Alt form she jumped at Tarn brining both fists down on him before glaring at Thunder. She needed to drag his mangled aft away as quickly as possible. To say that she wasn’t opposed to running was a understatement she always hated it, but as a pack if the leader is running away due to injuries the pack must retreat with him to protect him, and not continue to try and attack the predator that wounded him.
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Post by Tarnation on Aug 1, 2018 9:21:10 GMT
Bullets connected with the target, burrowing deep and in certain cases going straight through thinner parts. A lot of sparks were emitted when they hit the sword-shields, althout Tarn had no intention of keeping it like that. Seeing Thunder move around to attack him and Twomp jumping to attack him, he reacted swiftly, bringing up his shield to take the hit from the larger bot, getting pushed slightly down, having to crouch a little to dampen the hit. Nothing too bad, although he would have to get it checked later. Now it was time to focus on the other attacker. Keeping his shield up to protect himself from the giant, he swung out his sword towards Thunder in a sudden motion, using the special feature of it to extend the whole swordarm, aiming to impale the much smaller bot on the blade. "I'll let you be an example of what happens when anyone dares cross my path and stand against me." Tarn said, also counting on the energon loss to start affecting thunder more and more now. His body was not in peak performance.
It was now that the gunships called in by Tarn earlier began to arrive. Spotting them out far in the distance, having their energy signatures locked on, the two ships approached, flying out of range for melee weapons but in close enough range for their own weapons to be both effective and accurate. They took up positions over the battlefield, and it didn't take long for their tripple light class cannons to open fire at the bots below. They tried to not aim for Tarn, although he could be hit by a stray shot or two, but took their aim mostly at the big one, Twomp, as it seemed to be the most troublesome of the two.
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Post by Thunder on Aug 1, 2018 17:24:38 GMT
Thunder managed to block the sword, though when the sword extended, his energon loss couldn't have come at a worse time. The supercharge on his blades flickered, allowing the extended swordarm to break through and impale Thunder on the blade. His reaction time saved his spark, but he was still impaled, having it miss his spark chamber. However...he was still hanging off a large sword.
Thunder screamed out in pain, gripping his functioning sword and funneling all the energy he could into it. He pushed himself further on the blade, and would thrust the blade forward to strike him. The superheated, fast, red-violet-colored blade would go right towards his face.
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Post by Nightlock on Aug 1, 2018 17:36:47 GMT
Twomp roared in pain and rage, abandoning Tarn for turning to the ship and firing her Cryo cannon before transforming and unleashing her entire payload of missles from her guns on her hips, she didn’t really aim but the missiles weren’t supposed to be hitting the ship, they were meant for it to go down so she could grab it. Twomp turned to look at Thunder and growled, the trouble this bot had forced upon her..
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