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Post by latyrx7 on May 24, 2004 4:03:48 GMT -5
Armada was in his throne room, a place made out of twisted steel, with a burnt color to it. He had arrived back shortly after sending Morpher, frozen in soild liquid, off as a trap for the renegades to fall in to.
But now, he had other matters on his mind.
It had come to him, using his powers, that Rainstorm and Scarrunner were alive again. He cursed at the thought of those two... no; three seekers taking his forces away from him. He knew now, that the femme-seeker Lust was also involved. She was inlove, as inlove as a destructicon could be, with Scarrunner.
He knew many things. He knew about the events that occured on Cybertron between the destructicons, Death's Head, the renegades , Max Convoy, and the new leader of the autobots Vector Primus. Much of it was clear to him.
Except for something new, different... elusive.
Armada was interupted by his second in command Dragonflame.
[glow=maroon,2,000]"Lord Armada, the Nemesis is under attack."[/glow] [shadow=purple,left,000]"I know Dragonflame.... it is not beyond my powerful vision. I can see all; but...."[/shadow] [glow=maroon,2,000]"But what my Lord?"[/glow] [shadow=purple,left,000]"Nothing... nothing. Summon the two who came to us Dragonflame. I am in need of those two... they have a chance to redeem themselves."[/shadow]
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Ba~al Rafar
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"You who have no fear..... are you now afraid?"
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Post by Ba~al Rafar on May 27, 2004 14:02:22 GMT -5
[glow=orange,left,300]After a long journey with Bludgen, Ba~al Rafar lands DH's ship where Armada would be waiting for her. She knows that her mission had been a failure, and that Armada would not be pleased. Reguardless she would hold her head high and show the confidence she still had in getting those damned Renegades once and for all!
Standing tall and menacingly she readies herself to enter Armada's throne room but first must await Bludgen. She'd be damned if he thought she was going to take the fall all by herself.... she knew he had something to fall for too... may as well watch him as he falls... and learn.......[/glow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 27, 2004 16:07:07 GMT -5
OOC: sorry I was away so long. And you too Baal for not responding to your message. I'm in exams so June will be a slow month but I will still post here if needed (: Just not very active in other threads.
IC:
Bludgeon let Baal go ahead as he thought about these past months. After his long assignment in the coldness of space... he and the men assigned to him had returned to the fold. Armada than had sent him after Death's Head to aid him. Though he had fought well he had failed to save DH... . Or at least he assumed he did. And after that things just had gone from bad to worse. He was a respected warrior... a tactician and more experienced than pretty much all of the other Destructicons yet... something was amiss. He didn't get it... . And now he had dishonoured himself. At least he had managed to get Baal out of this place. Though he had to admit... even without his aid she might have succeeded. She was good. Perhaps good enough to learn the ways of Metalikato? He banned that thought. She was a mere female and would probably stab him in the back first chance she got. Darkonn... the later Knightmare had taught him the ways because he was loyal... honourable, dependable and traditional... fighting fire with fire. But Baal? He frowned. The wise warrior wasn't sure what to make of her. In fact ever since his return from space he had lost track. At first... since his reactivation things had gone well again. His missions in the coldness of space were excellent... flawless.
Bludgeon made a fist. The empty eyesockets of the skull flared up.
The aliens had gotten a beating, his info had been correct and the Transformers out there opposing him had fallen. Than suddenly Armada had called him back. And from that moment something had changed... . Or was it bad 'luck' if that existed.
He sighed and got up. The Samurai Pretender walked to the throneroom. He did not fear Armada like the others. He had grown used to tyranical behaviour. It was the way of the Decepticons. And if he had to end things he would. He did not care, he did not fear. Destiny... Karma were unavoidable. He was a warrior and...
He smiled as he saw Baal stand there. The young pup clearly was uncomfortable. A feeling he had had once too... when he had been young... very young. And only just entered into the service of Thunderwing. A mission had gone awry. Not his fault but his teammates... still... Thunderwing... .
He looked at the throneroom doors. He looked at Baal. "Don't worry young one. He won't dispose of you... not yet anyway. We still have a part to play in the eternal struggle".
No he would not die today. Recreated to be wasted because of a slgiht inconvenience? He chuckled... . No he was the Master of Metalikato... the last one. His skills were not to be discarded that easily as were his vast experience. His armoured hands opened the gates with ease. Guards were present but he ignored them.
He looked at Baal and nodded at her. Than he walked towards Armada. His movements were graceful as ever. Focussed. It was a confident but pragmatic way of walking... it was as if at not one moment there was a slight change in his balance.
Before Armada he knelt. One hand on his knee, the other rested on the floor beside him. His cyberkatana hung at his belt. He looked down first. "Milord...". He looked up "I come to report the outcome of my mission... . It was a pretty much a complete disaster". He said with his grim and gravelike voice. He knew Armada knew all of this. He expected no less from his Emperor... but still it was the way of things. It was tradition... .
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Post by latyrx7 on May 28, 2004 11:56:00 GMT -5
Dragonflame looked down on the two. [glow=Maroon,2,000]"My Lord, why not just be done with them and let that be it?"[/glow] [shadow=red,left,000]"Be silent, the fate that befalls them is decided by me and me alone. Now you two, tell me, what happened... in your own words?"[/shadow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 28, 2004 12:41:28 GMT -5
Bludgeon did not react to the words of Dragonflame. Some people did love to kill. Foolish... killing good soldiers like that without a decent reason. Than again too frequently Decepticon leaders and high positioned warriors have had a psychotic edge. Bludgeon looked at Armada and still knelt. "After I returned from my previous 'campaign' you sent me to look into the matter of Death's Head and see to it that he survived... . I managed to evade detection and land on Cybertron. There I used the lower levels and the undeground to reach the location of Death's Head. He was not there... so I tracked him down. I found him in conflict with some Autobots. When he was being overwhelmed I intervened. However there was an Autobot Sniper there too and we were outnumbered. I faced a worthy though inexperienced opponent... a Renegade with Cloaking abilities. I pushed him back several times. But the building started to come down. Death's Head was defeated. I than faced the enemies. The deteriation became worse but I managed to escape while all came down. I have no idea if either Death's Head or my enemies survived. I only know that the destruction was severe and I had no way to get back inside. I returned to Death's Head's H.Q. in one of his vessels piloted by one of his followers. Once there I needed a way back as my ship had been destroyed. I hoped to find other Destructicons there I saw Lust a familiar face. She flew away from an area which I traced. Once there I located a hidden base and entered it. However... ." Fires flared up in the empty sockets of his skull. "I was attacked by some kind of supersoldiers. 3 Transformers changed, mindless but much much strogner and faster than they could've been attacked me. I fought them. But damage meant little to them it seemed and they kept coming. I believe at a certain moment something fell... and all went black. When I woke up I was in the hands of a madman... Rainstorm I believe. A seeker... and an accomplice. Lust worked with them I a$$ume. They wanted to interrogate me and probably more... . They were without honour, morality or strenght of character. As far as I could make up from their words they dispised you and the cause... . His plans limited to mere destruction" Bludgeon said "I escaped however and returned to Death's Head's H.Q. There I ran into this female warrior" he pointed at her. "The place was being investigated. She led me to her vessel and we left... . We were quickly located by the enemy. I tried to fool them... bluf them but it failed and they chased us. I fired at them while Baal piloted the vessel. We hid. We both had some ideas but nothing seemed to work. But we managed to escape in the end... ." Bludgeon said coldly. "For the record... I take all blame for whatever failure you see. I was the elder Transformer and the tactician. Baal has performed from what I saw excellent" the Samurai Pretender said. He bowed his head in respect. 'There was no life only loyalty. There was no 'I' but only the cause. There is nothing but duty and power...' he thought. The Master of Metalikato would undergo the response of his Emperor. He had fought, he had shaped his destiny himself if it had not been enough than so be it.
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Post by latyrx7 on May 29, 2004 12:35:21 GMT -5
Armada raise a hand and allowed a finger to point upwards in to the air. [shadow=red,left,000]"All your effort in to your words.... its a pity the same effort wasn't put into your mission!"[/shadow] Armada's hand brought his hand down and the two bowing destructicons found themselves trapped in an extremely painfully field of blue energy. Unable to break free they struggled and suffered as Armada spoke aloud. [shadow=red,left,000]"Perhaps if you had begged for forgiveness I would have be far gentler on the two of you"[/shadow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 29, 2004 14:28:25 GMT -5
Bludgeon did not say a thing. He bit the pain away. And looked at armada. The Pretender was proud and strong to the end. Unbendable. "MY mission... could not be fullfilled. And if you do not understand that you should not lead at all. Outnumbered and in a destroyed fortress. If you had wanted Death's Head alive. A wise leader would have sent more men. But you are not a leader are you. You think yourself god..." he said. He placed his hand on the young female who stood firm too. "It seems I serve a sadistic psychopath... or am I wrong?" he said. The pain was rising... . He could try to break free. But he would not attack his master... it was dishonourable. Duty and loyalty even when serving a madman. But he would not be silent... no. Armada dishonoured him by his behaviour.
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Post by latyrx7 on May 30, 2004 9:10:16 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,000]"Who gave you permission to speak throw back?"[/shadow] Then to Bludgeon's dismay, his Pretender shell was ripped off of him, this increased the pain 10 times what it was at first. [shadow=red,left,000]"Oh yes, I am a God. Be mindful who you pray to now..."[/shadow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 30, 2004 9:18:59 GMT -5
Bludgeon chuckled. "God" he surpressed the pain but did not move. Moving hurted like hell. He laughed again. A laugh mixed with the vibration of surpressed pain. "Than tell me... 'god' how come we have not yet won? Mmmm... how come you need 'lower beings' to do your beings. In fact... how could you be so imperfect as not to foresee the outcome of my mission. You are a fool to treat us like this. What has Baal done to you? And why waste the material to recreate me if it's just to play your sick egotripping games with us?" he snapped back. "Are you going to discard soldiers everytime you loose a battle? Hmmm... in that case you'll quickly run out of men... and certainly loyal ones" Bludgeon said.
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Post by latyrx7 on May 30, 2004 9:24:15 GMT -5
Armada then sent a massive ebergy bolt at Bludgeon. It sent him across the chamber and against the wall hard. Bludgeon then fell to the ground, his body smoking and in stasis lock. [shadow=red,left,000]"I have as much need of loyality as I do for failure...."[/shadow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 30, 2004 9:26:43 GMT -5
The blast hit him. Bludgeon felt himself thrown back. Pain surged through him. Than a crash as he encountered the wall. The last image he saw before him before pa$$ing out was the image of Armada.
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Post by latyrx7 on May 31, 2004 13:55:50 GMT -5
Armada then release Ba~al. [shadow=red,left,000]"At least you have the good scence not to talk back to your master. Take Bludgeon to the medic area... perhaps you can talk some sence into him....? Now go!!"[/shadow]
Ba~al was allowed to leave and follow 2 guards that carried Bludegon away.
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Ba~al Rafar
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"You who have no fear..... are you now afraid?"
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Post by Ba~al Rafar on May 31, 2004 14:15:27 GMT -5
[glow=orange,left,300]As all was exchanged in front of her, Ba~al stood straight... begging was beneath her and she knew that it would put her in a far worse place than where she was already.
Bludgen flew back against a wall. Ba~al just stood there, awaiting her turn to speak to Armada.
Once Armada looked at her for her to speak, she would show him no fear, and no need for his forgiveness... she would be confident in her abilities and prove so by still standing upright in his painful energy grip.....
I have no words, my Lord, save for "I will prove myself, if given the chance."
As she is released from Armada's energy grip, her body slumps slightly and is quick to straighten up and do as she is told leave with Bludgen. In her mind, all the while, she thinks...
... master... my asteroid!... I am my own master!! [/glow]
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Post by Darthvegeta800 on May 31, 2004 15:00:54 GMT -5
In medbay Bludgeon was reactivated. His Pretender shell approached on his command. Strange energyboosters were attached to his body to aid with the healing. A scanner beeped behind him. "After all these years snap for once... strangely felt good." he chuckled evilly. "So far for honour, loyalty, the New Order..." he murmured he than looked at Baal. "I'm glad you survived." He said no more as he took of the energyboosters. "I should have stuck to my old advice never talk back to your deranged Emperor... they might be unstable but they outgun you every time" he said as he looked at his shell. One thought... It crossed it's arms. He checked the shell. It worked fine. The tankrobot, purple and green coloured turned back to Baal. His internal repair system wasn't finished yet. But he had not been damaged too much. The shock had destabilised him and knocked him out. But Armada had refrained from causing severe damage.
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Ba~al Rafar
Cassette
"You who have no fear..... are you now afraid?"
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Post by Ba~al Rafar on May 31, 2004 15:38:38 GMT -5
[glow=orange,left,300]So. It looks as if you will live after all.
Next time... speak only for yourself... I will defend myself when I need to.
Armada wishes me to talk some sense into you... meaning I a$$ume for you to shut up and put up... I suggest you do so. You will live to see more days of your own eloquent speaches. And I suggest you save them for someone who cares....
Ba~al turned away from Bludgen momentarily and looked at the guards surrounding them. Not wanting to have them "out-gun" her and Bludgen she speaks quietly to one to see if there is more word from Armada. Being ignored by them she decides to approach Armada on her own.
She turns to leave the med room.[/glow]
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