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Post by Bomblast on Mar 27, 2015 16:36:27 GMT -5
As the doors slammed shut behind them and they heard a voice, Torque's shoulders slumped and he let out a small groan.
"Well, this is just great. I could have slipped away from the med-lab and got here undetected on my own, but no, somebody had to disobey orders and sneak onboard the ship with us." He muttered sarcastically. "Well, at least I've got someone to watch my back."
Bomblast could hear everything that was going on around him, he just couldn't understand any of it. He had an excellent view of the floor and someone's ankles, but the images didn't make any sense. He remained motionless on the floor.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2015 12:50:20 GMT -5
Vela rolled her optics slightly, finding this mech seemed too overconfident for her liking. Hopefully, though, he wasn't too drunk to fight properly as what she saw in the ship was hardly someone fit to be fighting, especially on a usually coordinated team of Seekers which in her mind she probably could use to her advantage. The space wasn't really meant for fliers, not to mention she was smaller and faster then this kind of seeker. Maybe her smaller size now as a raptor could prove to be useful after all.
Her optics narrowed slightly as Ramjet dropped his shotgun, not seeming to be fazed by the bullets merely watching each movement carefully,sizing him up fully and preparing herself for whatever would come her way. It was then that he drew a combat knife, indicating he at least had skill in hand-to-hand which she much preferred. Patiently she waited,Vela watching as Ramjet drew close enough to finally try and strike for her neck which she reacted to ducking around the knife, gritting her fanged denta as as the blade still grazed her shoulder as she ducked around to Ramjet's side to stab a pair of her arm blades towards his upper side near the arm joint.
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Post by Hoist on Mar 29, 2015 14:13:43 GMT -5
Sandstorm began attacking Vehicons the old fashioned way with good old punches and scrapping, unaware that Skywarp was creeping up on him, with a small gap around him he quickly activated his chameleon circuit and joined alongside Kup as he re-appeared.
+++ Internal Warning +++ Chameleon power at 38%, re-charge soon! +++ Internal Warning +++
"If I can just get a nano-second I can activate the charges!", mouthed the bot to Kup "How we doing?"
In another part of the ship, Twintwist was being held over a console by five Vehicons, pinned down with nowhere to go. As the rage built up inside him he slowly managed to leap back with his arms out - to s standing position hoping to throw a couple off him "UGH! I hate being pinned down! IT'S WRECKING TIME!!!"
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 30, 2015 15:31:47 GMT -5
Sandstorm had just narrowly escaped a quick death when he went "invisible". Skywarp had been right behind him and was ready to shove the blade through the back of the seekers head when the Autobot seemingly disappeared. Instead Skywarp stabbed a Vehcion trooper by mistake. The now angry Decepticon kicked the dead Vehicon off his blade and ordered the rest to gang up on Kup. "You idiots there are two of them! Just two! Take them out before they do any damage in here!"
"Lousy!" Kup relied bluntly to Sandstorm's question. "I'm calling this in!"
Kup activated his com-link and dialled up a direct line to the Harbinger.
THE WRECKER'S SHIP
"First Aid what are you doing now?" Asked a angry Springer as the medical officer was on top of Bomblast's chest, scanning his body with his data pad.
"I'm trying to figure out how the energon made Bomblast lose it. When I do so then I can determine if he's do it again if he comes back online."
Springer was then interrupted as his com-link came alive with Kup's voice.
[COMLINK] "Mission Leader to Command, Springer we've been discovered!" [COMLINK]
"How bad is it?"
[COMLINK] "Download is dead, I can't get the others on the wireless and the cons are cranking out more red and green energon then Grimlock puts out bad attitude! We're officially on a suicide mission now, I'd suggest you bug out of here!" [COMLINK]
"Negative! Hang tight, do what you can to get out of there and find a airlock. We're hurt the Decepticons another day!"
[COMLINK] "No can do Springer, we'll never get another chance like this. But don't worry, I'll get the crew out!" [COMLINK]
Kup then cut the conversation.
"Kup? Damnit Kup! Broadside! Roadbuster! Get ready to disengage! And First Aid, get Bomblast online! I don't care if you have to pump him full of red and green energon to do it! If so we'll turn him on to the Decepticons!"
Springer ran for the flight deck while Broadside and Roadbuster ran to get suited up. But not before Broadside stopped beside Bomblast and said. "Now I have dibs!" Then ran to the weapons room leaving First Aid trying to get Bomblast back online.
The pain of the cut made Ramjet made. He swung back around with his knife trying to take Vela's head off but missed as she ducked. But Vela caught a fist to the face as Ramjet brought his other arm around with his left hand made into a fist. Vela fell back a few feet which allowed Ramjet to bring up his knife and run at Vela, with the intention of bring the blade down into her chest.
Twin Twist knocked back the Vehicons who were attacking him, one after another. But more and more came at him, forcing him back towards the spot where she set the explosives, pushing him further from the exit. However he was closer to the spot where the Wreckers came in through the floor.
Rodimus wasn't doing so well and he knew it. He then transformed and tried to make for the door. In the process he knocked down any Vehicon in his way.
Dirge couldn't help but smile. He knew he was going to win this fight. He was bigger, craftier and deadlier then any Autobot. Iron Fist was to be but another one of his victims. Deciding he made his prey wait long enough, Dirge ejected his armblades and made his move to strike Iron Fist. With lightening speed unexpected and almost unseen, Ironfist brought his foot up and into Dirge's chin with a roundhouse kick. Dirge fell back hard and laid there stunned. Iron Fist beckoned the Seeker back to his feet with a couple of upward nods of his head.
Dirge was back on his feet fast and came at Iron Fist again. The two traded blows with there blades, Dirge being on the offensive and Iron Fist catching each thrust and strike before the Seeker could make a fatal connection. Dirge then changed tactic and tried to kick Iron Fist. The smaller Autobot dodged it with ease then saw Dirge's arm blades coming for his face. Iron Fist raised his blade and blocked the strike, twisted his weapon to tangle up Dirge's hand, freed up his left hand and drove it in to Dirge's face after he had balled it up into a fist. The pain caused Dirge to back up quickly and regain his footing. Iron Fist then said, "There is no shame in defeat. The only shame is not knowing that you have lost before it is too late."
Dirge's respond by activating his engines again, allowing them to rumble as hard as he could make them rumble. The two squared off again, blade against blade.
*****
Trigger drew her weapon out when she heard the voice and gave Torque a look of disgust when he made his comment. She might had said more if the voice hadn't spoke up again. "Oh no, no, no. See that is where your Wrecker Arrogance gets the best of you."
Directly in front of the Wreckers, on the other side of the lab, a door opened. Out came a large shadowy figure, that walked across the floor slowly towards them. "Hello Torque. And the other one is Trigger, yes? Oh how I've enjoyed watching you Wreckers sneak on to my ship, like scavenging scraplets. You know I had a ship full of scraplets once, tore holes in everything as they ran about the ship. So, what did I do to get rid of them you wonder? Did I instruct my troops to hunt them down? No, it was simple. I laid a trap for them, lured them into a specially designed room to hold them with magnetic fields. Then what, eject them into space? Burn them? No, I left them in there with nothing to eat. You just leave them and they begin to get hungry. And one by one, they start eating each other until there are only two left. The two survivors. And then what? Do you kill them? No. You take them and release them back into the ship, but now they don't eat the ship anymore, they only eat scraplets. When there own survival is at stake, there nature has changed. So tell me Wreckers, what will it take to change your nature?"
Before anyone could answer, a pair of robotic arms swooped down and grabbed Trigger. They hoisted her up into the air, disarming her. She fought but Trigger wasn't stronger enough to break free as the arms were thick and tough. Defiantly Trigger yelled at the figure in the shadows. "Do you expect us to talk?"
"No I expect you to die." Then from out of the shadows stood Thunderwing. "Those arms might be broken by someone else, by someone like your friend here. But if he does that then I have no choice but to shoot him as he does so. However, I'll allow him to live if he abandons the Wrecker right here and now. Survival is an incredible motivator."
Thunderwing stood there just watching to see what Trigger would do.
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Kup turned to Sandstorm as the two kept the Vehicons back with as many shots as they could. "Hand over the detonator Sandstorm. I got a couple of grenades ready that I'm going to throw allowing you to make for the door. When they go off, you haul can and find the others. This one is on me." Kup grabbed the detonator from Sandstorm and placed it on his hip, then began to prime all of his grenades.
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Post by Bomblast on Mar 30, 2015 15:58:16 GMT -5
Bomblast felt a jolt. His third optic flashed to life, brightly glowing purple. Bomblast quickly rolled over onto his back so he was sitting up and he shuffled backwards away from First Aid, clearly very startled. When he looked around and realised where he was and who he was with, he slumped against the wall, cradling his head in his hands.
"Ugh, what the frak happened? Feels like someone slammed my head against a wall."
Bomblast looked saw the imprint of his own face on one of the walls.
"Oh...."
He looked around some more and saw signs of a scuffle.
"Oh no...No. I didn't. I couldn't." He muttered. "I went Red, didn't I? Who did I hurt? I thought I had it under control. I haven't had an episode in so long. What happened?"
Torque remained silent as Thunderwing appeared. He remained steely and calm on the outside, but inside he was terrified. When the robotic arms grabbed Trigger, Torque hoped that that Thunderwing would be distracted. He activated his Chameleon power and his EM Cloak and moved at a crouch. He drew his bow as he moved, trying to find a spot where he could get a decent shot at one of the robotic arms holding Trigger.
"He says he'll let me leave if I abandon Trigger, but there is no way I'm trusting a 'Con. And the only way I'm getting out of here alive is with Trigger's help." He thought to himself as he took aim at one of the arms and let loose an arrow.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 30, 2015 16:02:12 GMT -5
Thunderwing drew up his path blaster. "A cloaker? Well that changes things then, because if I can't shoot you then I guess I have to shoot your friend."
As the robotic arms began to loosen there grip on Trigger, Thunderwing shot her dead centre in her chest. Trigger then fell to the ground, damaged.
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Post by Bomblast on Mar 30, 2015 16:38:06 GMT -5
Torque swore loudly and positioned himself between Trigger and Thunderwing. He deactivated his cloaks and revealed himself, kneeling and aiming his bow and Gear Shredder at Thunderwing.
"What the frak do you want with us?"
+++IC+++ "Primus damn it Trigger. If you'd just stayed on the slagging ship, then I'd be the only one stuck in here! Can you still move?" +++IC+++
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 18:12:54 GMT -5
The punch completely caught Vela by surprise, the raptor grunting as she was hit and slid across the floor a few feet away, leaving her slightly disoriented. Her processor was taking a few moments to realize what had just happened and her hearing already heard the fast pace movements of Ramjet rushing towards her yet again. This time she had an idea where he was aiming, her chest was exposed to a strike and that meant her spark was vulnerable as well.
With just seconds to spare, Vela quickly brought one arm up to use blades to block the combat knife, just well out of reach of her chest. "You really should consider a faster form." She said as she brought both legs back towards her chest before kicking the Seeker in the chest with both feet to force him backwards with all her strength and using the force of the kick to roll backwards onto her feet where she came into a crouch, once again shifting to a position of where she was poised to attack or defend. But she took the chance in hoping that Ramjet was thrown off balance that she lunged forward this time, her arm blades arming to strike for his chest.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 30, 2015 22:17:50 GMT -5
Vela's attack hit with such force that a Vehicon would of been cut in half. But Ramjet was no Vehicon and held fast. He instinctively pushed Vela off him with a hand to her face then kicked her hard in her chest. Vela stumbled backwards from the kick as Ramjet inspected his energon covered chest. He placed a hand over his wound, looked at the energon that was now all over it, and laughed. "Ha-ha! Good sport! Killing you will be a good story for the overs!" As he finished his sentence Ramjet revealed a flask full of his favourite energon drink, took a swig and launched himself at Vela again. But before he got close to her, on the wall a stack of crates stood upon each other. Ramjet kicked at the crates and sent a few of them in Vela's direction and again approached her as swiftly as he could with his knife.
*****
Thunderwing looked at Torque and then pressed his wrist as the Wrecker was talking to Trigger via Internal Communicators. To his surprise he heard his message as he spoke it. ".... only one stuck in here! Can you still move?"
"All I want to do is prove a point. And that is that you and the Autobots can not win this war. You think you have snuck on to this ship with me knowing? No, no, no. I allowed you to sneak on this ship because I wanted you to. What better way to trap the Wreckers? Show them something they want and they will come running, like the scraplets. Now..."
Thunderwing stepped over to the dome and pressed a control on it. The dome began to open up, revealing the armour inside. "This is my new battle armour. The Apex Armour, do you like it? They say it is invincible. Nothing can hurt the user once he's in size. Build by Solus Prime I am told. I must say, I really must admit I have a thing for the old weapons and artifacts of the Primes. You can call it a natural affinity I suppose. So now I have the Wreckers right where I want them, it's time to put the armour to use. First on you and your friend."
Thunderwing opened up the Apex Armour and began to step inside of it.
THE WRECKER'S SHIP
Springer was now ready at the flight deck. "Hang on everyone, its time to punch it!" And with that the Harbinger took off from behind its hiding spot and headed right for the Draconian. Broadside and Roadbuster were in the weapons room, loading up on gear while First Aid ran for the med lab, leaving Bomblast on his own to join the others. Over the ship's speaker came Springer's voice. "I'm dumping the lot of you on the ship! Find a airlock and make your way in to find the others, then I'm pulling the lot of you out and were going home! Bomblast, if your up to it we can use your help!"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 23:01:35 GMT -5
Vela growled as she was pushed back enough to stumble, making her have to try and get her footing again as she glared towards the mech. The fact though he decided to drink in the middle of fight made her look at the Seeker before her in disbelief, was he really drinking in the middle of a fight? Ramjet was far too cocky for her liking and quite frankly was grating on her nerves real quick and it was hard to keep herself contained, especially her temper that often flared up for her raptor form's more primal rage to come out.
She had to find a way to end this fight quickly, especially in getting to her fellow Wreckers or...++IC++"Vela to the Harbringer, hate to call it but we kinda need a hand here!"++IC++ Vela called through her internal communications, unsure if Kup's team had already called but it never hurt to be certain they knew things were getting a little close for comfort. And that was saying much as she tensed the moment Ramjet rushed her but seemed to change tactics as he kicked out to some crates near them making her optics widen and quickly jump back to avoid any falling on her but it was enough to distract her as she felt his knife make it's mark right into her side, making her snarl in pain, but she had to pull through. Much as it hurt Vela growled and elbowed Ramjet a few times in the jaw before yanking herself free of his knife, energon already seeping from the wound as she retracted her blades.
Instead she decided to try from a higher vantage point as she jumped onto a fallen crate nearby, reaching back and grabbing her thermo energon mace while pushing off the top of the crate and swinging it down on his nearest wing, aiming to break off the end and hoping to disorient Ramjet from the severe pain that would no doubt follow.
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Post by Highram on Mar 31, 2015 7:24:25 GMT -5
Trigger froze for a moment when she heard Thunderwing play Torques message. All this time they'd been played. They'd been played and fallen for it and here she was with a fragging shot in the chest and being a liability for her more subtle teammate after joining a mission she wasn't even supposed to be a part of. Being lectured by an arrogant Decepticon with a love of telling horror stories. She was both frightened and furious at their situation.
She gasped as the Apex armour came out, moving to a crouched position as she got ready for their captors attack. Once Thunderwing began stepping inside she made her move. "Torque move!" She launched herself to her feet, knocking Torque aside and bringing out her Glass Gas Cannon simultaneously. Raising it up, she fired at Thunderwing, trying to hit him before he was fully in the armour.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Mar 31, 2015 13:13:46 GMT -5
THE WRECKER'S SHIP
++IC+++ "Way ahead of you Vela, Springer out!" ++IC+++ With Kup and now Vela calling it in, Springer now knew things were really bad. He brought up the speed of the ship and brought all the weapon systems online. "Computer, throw all power in the front deflector screens. Take control of all weapons except for the front canons! Target all offensive weapons on the enemy ship and warn me of any incoming enemy fighters!"
••• "ACKNOWLEDGED. DEFENSIVE AND OFFENSIVE CAPABILITIES ONLINE"•••
Within seconds Springer was in firing range of the Draconian. To him it looked more like a long continent a drift in space rather then a warship. But with no more thought given to the threat in front of him, he opened fired. Releasing a salvo of missiles and canon fire, Springer flew the Harbinger over the Draconian in a random zig zag formation as the larger ship began to open ship on the Wrecker's ship.
Broadshide and Roadbuster were making there way up one of the ship's corridor, hanging on as hard as they could to the hand holds along the wall. First Aid wasn't as lucky as he made due with what he could hold on to inside his med lab, collecting as much red and green energon mix as he could.
Back inside the Draconian, Trigger's assault with her glass gas gun smacked Thunderwing in his mid chest and right shoulder while Torque opened fired as well. The Decepticon warlord had been wearing a set of his own armour, which began to burn when the blast from the glass gas gun hit him. He quickly ejected the armour off his body and stepped into the Apex Armour. "Better. I must admit, you Wreckers have spark! Pity I'll have to rip it out."
Thunderwing then picked up his old armour and launched it at Trigger and Torque. Torque pushed Trigger out of the way and the armour bounced off the floor and hit the closed doors the Wreckers had passed through to get in the lab. One panel of the lab door was forced open by the force of the armour hitting it, large enough for the Wreckers to escape through.
Ramjet felt his wing cave in as Vela's mace hit it. While the wing was still attached to his body, he'd still have problems flying he he needed to. But for now he didn't care. The pain was driving him mad. He swung around and ran at Vela again only to trip up on the very crates he had thrown at the Wrecker earlier on. When he did he dropped his knife and couldn't see where it had fallen. But he saw his shotgun. He grabbed it and aimed it at Vela. "Slag the story, I'll be happy seeing your face exploded all over the wall!"
*click*
The shotgun was empty. Ramjet forget he had fired all two shots into the ceiling before engaging Vela in hand to hand combat.
Dirge and Iron Fist were still at it, trading blows and cutting each other, though Dirge was showing the worse for wear. The Seeker decided it was time to end this fight. As he and Iron Fist countered each swing of there blade, Dirge faked that he as hurt and went down. Iron Fist saw his chance and went for the kill, only to slip through Dirge and stumble forward.
Dirge had activated his phasing ability, causing Iron Fist to pass through his body. Now Iron Fist was in trouble as Dirge came up and raised his arm blades-
- only to received the head of Vehicon to his face!
"No you don't Decepticon!" It was Rodimus. The Autobot had managed to see that Iron Fist had gone down and was in trouble. Grabbing the head of a dead Vehicon that he had killed moments before, Rodimus tossed it at Dirge, hitting him directly in the face. The risk that Rodimus took was awarded with the Vehicons taking advantage of his lack of focus and finally beating him down not he spot.
Dirge staggered for only a moment and was back in combat form. He looked down at his soon to be victim and saw Iron Fist facing him directly and with his blade coming at Dirge. The Seeker felt the centre of his lower torso go hot as the energon began to leak out and his systems experienced feedback. As strong willed a warrior as Dirge was, he felt his strength leave him as he went dizzy before going offline due to lack of energy. Iron Fist saw that the Seeker was close to death, so he turned his attention to save Rodimus.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2015 13:32:30 GMT -5
Vela couldn't remember the last time she had seen someone so clueless in her entire function. She had turned to face Ramjet, watching him stumble and lose his knife followed by going for his shot gun that made her tense as she has no time to react and heard nothing but click after click as he tried to use it. The rounds were wasted.
Reaching back so her mace was on her back once more Vela knew she had to end this after she heard a response from Springer, not liking the sound of that they were already in their way. So, Kup, Sandstorm, or Torque had called in or even Download, though the raptor had no idea that the femme was dead. Ejecting her arm blades once more Vela roared as she covered the distance between herself and Ramjet before leaping up and stabbing her blades into his chest, even if it wasn't fatal she wanted to slow him down, cause him to lose as much energon as possible so she could try and help the others the best she could. "You want a story? Then try and live through this fight Seeker, I'd rather offline your miserable spark, but your not even worth that. And if you do live, find something other then slagging high-octane energon to drink." She growled, trying to push her blades as far as the armor would allow.
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Post by Bomblast on Mar 31, 2015 14:14:24 GMT -5
Bomblast managed to stagger his way to the med bay. He still felt groggy, but he was funtional enough to do what needed to be done. The ship shook and Bomblast almost fell into the med bay.
"C'mon Doc, something tells me you're going to be needed as much as anyone else." He said, then spotted what First Aid was doing. "Wait...What are you doing with those?" He asked, sounding worried.
Then something clicked and Bomblast stood upright.
+++COMM+++ "Oh frak no! I already called dibs on that ship, Broadside! You can have it when you pry it from my cold, dead servos!" +++COMM+++
Torque spotted the opening in the door and fired off a couple more disks at Thunderwing as he took aim with his bow, trying to find a weak point and draw Thunderwing's attention at the same time.
"Go on. Move, move." Torque quietly urged Trigger.
An idea hit him, probably a very bad idea, but an idea nonetheless.
"Hey, Thunder-thighs! If you love Scraplets so much, why don't you jump in a tank of them?" He shouted.
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Post by Hoist on Mar 31, 2015 14:15:33 GMT -5
Sandstorm began handed over the detonator but as he withdrew his hand back it rested on Kup's arm holding onto it loosely. "Don't go being no hero, old timer", soothed the bot, "We and the other Wrecker misfits need you, more than you realise. Someone had to keep us honest and in line.." With that he let go of his arm and turned and headed for the exit..
Twintwist activated his drills whilst in his robot mode but the Vehicons were already back on to him and trying to pin him down again, laughing at him as he tried to activate the only weapons he could get his hands on whilst being restrained. An angry sneer appeared on his face, he hated knowing these goons were getting the best of him. Once again he tried to stretch back to an upright to a standing position, constantly pushing back but a couple of Vehicons and it wouldn't have mattered. Four to five Vehicons him at one time and their combined strength was taking it's toll. As he pushed back however, he realized where he was standing and his sneer slowly turned into a sickly evil grimace.
For right below the Wrecker was the metal grate they had entered the room from with all the tubes, "Guess it's time for me to check out!", sneered the bot making the Vehicons chortle even more thinking it was them that was going to be putting the end in. "Guess that only leaves to to say one thing...
WRECK N RULE!!!"
With that, Twintwist kicked the grate in through the floor to the access tunnel blow and jumped down with the Vehicons still holding onto him, knowing full well only he'd fit down there and make them meet the nasty end of his drill bits..
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