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Post by Systemcheck the AI on Dec 30, 2015 21:19:23 GMT
*System cried out and covered his ears, since he is blind he had better hearing than most. He then flies up to Katrina and offers his hand to help her up. If she accepted, they would fly into the skies.*
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Post by Katrina Lockheart on Dec 30, 2015 21:23:14 GMT
*Katrina looks up at the mech, confused to why they were chosing to help her after what she done. She was scared and bleeding badly, and secretly, she wanted that driller as a pet.
She takes the hand and opens her wings, taking off into the sky.*
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Dec 30, 2015 21:43:18 GMT
*Sunburst wasn't too far off from Kat, quiet a few miles from the fight, she was by her crashed ship when she and Kat both entered Earth's Atmosphere. Bleeding from her wounds. She had revealed her true colors now, and she wasn't intending on returning to the Autobot base.*
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Post by Burnout Lockheart on Dec 30, 2015 22:43:24 GMT
Burnout took to the top of the donut store once more, waiting for the driller to reemerge, he slung the guitar behind his back and looked to the others.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Dec 30, 2015 22:44:57 GMT
*Supernova looked at Burnout... sighing in relief.*
Whatever you do, do not use that near me again, it may be musical and catchy at times... but my antennas are aching!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2015 22:55:07 GMT
In there is no signals of Driller but he continues laying down in the safety of the ground. Covered by mud, the Cyberworm stays quiet, in silence as it tries to calm itself after the noise.
In there is the possibility to appear in any moment, in any time. Everything remains in silence since Burnout got the sound away, and the Driller is quiet, feeling the ground and every noise made in the surface. No noises, no, moves. I would turn into a killing silence.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Dec 30, 2015 23:19:04 GMT
My advice? In case Wormy comes back... remain airborne. Due to its younger state, it isn't tall enough to reach.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2015 23:33:30 GMT
Suddenly, the Driller jumps again on the surface, but now the next victim is Sunburst. He appears some feet close from her, just in back side. The tentacles grabs her as soon as possible. Before the head come on the Surface, a strage yelling is heard from the ground.
FEED MEEEEEEEEE!!!
The voice sounds a bit distorted and monstrous.. It would be called an attempt to imitate the voice of another cybertronian. Driller doesn't have an idea if the noise made have sense with his intentions, but it was a way to release his fury and desperation. After yell, Driller would activate his drilling mouth, ready to eat it victim.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Dec 31, 2015 0:21:10 GMT
CYBERWORMS CAN TALK!? FRAG THIS!!
*Supernova shrieks and shoots high into the air. Tapping on her comm.*
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Post by Burnout Lockheart on Jan 2, 2016 13:37:21 GMT
The adolescent predacon looked for something to grab the attention of the driller. Looking too the large donut sign weathered from the years of disuse and abandonment. He tore the sign off from its mounting, feeling its weight, he began to spin it round and when he had a good speed. Launched it towards the driller.
Eat this then!
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Post by Slapfoot on Jan 3, 2016 17:33:18 GMT
A swirling green portal came into existence, and a towering 30 foot vehicon came into view, watching all that went on. A fight. Cutup would like this. Slapfoot took a knee, and studied the opponents. A creature, and two Autobots. Both predacons. Cutup would really like this. Slapfoot rose to his feet and rolled his shoulders. He formed a khopesh and a shield, and waited for his comrade.
(( Sorry for the short post.))
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Post by Vos on Jan 4, 2016 14:22:15 GMT
When a parent brought their sons and daughters to disney land, a certain excitement and magic could be felt in the air. Anticipation and gleeful shouts as well as cries would be heard, echoing with eh chorus of other lucky children who would indulge in every ride and joyful project within the wonderful place. When Cut-Up stepped through the ground bridge, (which closed behind him) , and behold the scene before him, he too, would feel the vehicon equivalent of that smile-worthy joy, as he saw what fray he was witnessing.
Not only had Slapfoot gotten them right in the middle of a fight--but everyone in the fight was a predicon. While Cut-Up had a great grasp on sanity, it was the thrill of a fight or a new challenge that appealed to the warrior. He knew the terrors and tragedies of war--but when it came to predicon fighting, the thing his skills were so honed for, it would cause him to stir and smile. In his tribe, the more predicons you had slain, the more glory and honor you had just achieved. it was one reason Cut-Up took such grand pride in painting over his scars yellow. It showed that he was strong, he had been killed that many victims, he had experienced those many battles. This--this giant worm teaming up against the pipsqueak he'd met earlier and some bough cog-headed male predicon meant that he would receive a great deal more of that.
Or that was how it used to be. Mph. Good ol' days. Cut-Up recalled, as reality washed over him. If he was to start things out on the right foot with the Autobots, that meant he would probably have to help the pip-squeak and her cog-head friend against the massive beast. Taking all three of them on with Slapfoot wasn't going to work today.
Cut-Up still had his broad axe in both his servos, though instead of charging, Cut-Up would just watch from a distance. The mech would check his inventory once more. He had two explosive throwing axes left, an almost used Arc Launcher, and his broad axe. That was it. The vehicon would huff.
"Alrighty Slapfoot. If you have any explosives, try to get it inside this thing's mouth." Cut-Up told his fellow vehicon, before charging at the giant, bringing his large battle axe behind him to deliver a mighty slash when he came to the beast. Cut-Up was sprinting from a distance, so momentum would be building up. "If not, then focus on one or two spots at a time and give it all you got to slash this thing in half!" Cut-Up hollered, hoping the other two could hear his incoming--as for the worm? Well, he wanted it to know he was coming.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2016 22:55:40 GMT
(I'm so lazy to switch accounts, and sorry for the shot post and the lack of sense)
The driller drags his body quickly towards Burnout, as it is drippìng liquid and oily saliva from his mouth.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 6, 2016 11:15:17 GMT
*Supernova had taken this time to call for a Groundbridge. Which opened up upon request.*
Burnout, Systemcheck! Fall back to base, I fear we are needed... And I also need to speak with you both... my spark suddenly feels very uneasy.
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Post by Burnout Lockheart on Jan 6, 2016 14:59:51 GMT
Burnout unleashes a small stream of fire at the beast to deter it from its path, he stood on top of the store, watching as it got closer, his wings spread out, ready to spring into the air.
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 6, 2016 15:15:45 GMT
*Supernova flew for the groundbridge, turning back to look at Burnout.*
Burnout!! Come on!
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Post by Systemcheck the AI on Jan 8, 2016 6:22:41 GMT
"What about Katrina!?! What do we do with her??"
*He flew to the Roller Coaster and popped her on there. High above the ground.*
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jan 8, 2016 9:28:55 GMT
She can go anywhere BUT the Autobot base, besides myself, Feenixfire would ring our necks in if we brought in someone who makes her freeze instantly. And there are alot of people there who want her dead.
Y'hear that Kat? I'm sparing you yet again! Oh and if you see my sister, tell her she is also dead meat when I next see her!
*Nova roared out loud in pure rage, Sunburst's sudden betrayal had pissed her off royally.*
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2016 11:31:41 GMT
The fire and all the noise comming from the cybertronian voices gets the driller confused. It decided to go undergounds again. The baby cyberworm only wanted his meal after years to hunger, but seems he needs to wait an little longer. Once he is covered by the ground, The driller would rest a little.
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Post by Slapfoot on Jan 8, 2016 14:21:55 GMT
Slapfoot blinked his eyes in unision. Everybody had just run like dogs. Cut Up had rushed the beast supposedly missing, and Slapfoot had been standing like an idiot. He watched as the worm drilled into the ground. Maybe Cut Up's lust would be great enough to pursue it. Slapfoot grunted, his feet beginning to glow. He stood over the spot where the driller had burrowed, and looked to Cutup.
Well?
Slapfoot said the word very slowly, and awkwardly. He knew CutUp would be...odd... until he got his fight. But perhaps the mech would leave this prey to flee, despite his pride as a hunter. The situation was fitting enough for light speech, as Slapfoot metaphorically dusted off his vocoder. His tone fit his build, deeper than most and nearly unintelligible. He waited for his brother in arms to reply.
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