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Post by Aqualec on May 26, 2010 9:08:20 GMT -5
"Count myself in Atlas" Metlingus stated hopefully to drag this out longer giving the other team more time to do their job
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Post by Bomblast on May 26, 2010 11:38:41 GMT -5
"I'm in. My luck hasn't run out yet." Deadbolt grinned.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 27, 2010 6:29:36 GMT -5
Incognito and Hardstrike snuck over to the largest of the Omega city transports. The vehicle was huge. The two looked around for any visible devices that would set off any alarms. They found one by the door. Incognito brought out a device he had picked up at H-Lab and deactivated the lock, allowing the two to enter undetected if they wished.
As they were ready to make they're next move, the heard someone speaking. 'Stinger this is Neuroblade, what do you want? What? Who? You don't know? Where are you? You fool. You have picked up attention form a gang or the Autobot security forces! What? You say they are not Autobots? How can you tell?'
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Post by Hoist on May 31, 2010 17:33:32 GMT -5
"Sounds like they're keeping him busy", whispered Harstrike to Incognito. "As soon as Neuroblade is out the way, perhaps we should make our move on this convoy/ I just hope the others are alright with Atlas.."
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Post by Highram on Jun 1, 2010 4:53:50 GMT -5
"Sorry, had a late night." He said rubbing one optic. "I'm a financial backer of.. vehicle development. Getting them faster, more stable and such like. And as for another game, I'm all for it."
He was starting to get even more on edge but was still finding it a little hard to concentrate. He made a mental note not to stay up so late.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 2, 2010 20:21:37 GMT -5
Incognito activated his chameleon power for a second to look for Neuroblade. He looked towards a couple other large transports and saw the back of Atlas' bodyguard. He then opened the Omega transport door. Hardstrike saw the door open, knew it was Incognito doing it and entered. The door closed silently and beside Hardstrike Incognito appeared. 'I love it when a plan comes together! Gonna comlink the others for a update. So... what exactly are we looking for?'
Back at the game, each Renegade member realized that they were receiving a wireless transmission from Incognito (ooc: remember, Renegades can speak to each other via a comlink in their heads. No need to speak out loud or wrist communicators, unless they want to, but properly not now)
+++COM+++'Incognito here. Hardstrike and I have made contact. Inside Atlas' convoy truck, snooping around, will update as we gather intel. How's the game going, keepin' him busy?'+++COM+++
As Incognito finished off his sentence, Atlas' associate Pointblank turned his attention away from the game and activated his comlink as he received a message from someone.
Atlas gave Pointblank a causal glance. 'Hmm? I do wonder... please forgive me if I dash suddenly. You of course know what it's like, business minded people like us are always on the go. But if not, lets see if I can make myself richer with your money!' Atlas was again having fun as he played the first card.
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Post by Bomblast on Jun 4, 2010 16:27:52 GMT -5
Deadbolt looked at his card thoughtfully, pretending to think about what to lay as he replied to the message on the COMM.
+++COMM+++ "The game is going well, we're still in. I hope one of us wins, this Atlas guy needs taking down a notch or two." +++COMM+++
With that, Deadbolt laid a card, fully aware he had a pretty decent hand this round.
"Looks like my luck might have hit a slight pothole." He added as a bluff.
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Post by Aqualec on Jun 5, 2010 9:21:29 GMT -5
Metalingus looked at his hand. It was a pretty good one and could possibly win this round with it. He played a card.
+++COMM+++ "Where trying to keep Atlas busy. He did just turn to Pointblank for a moment and then mentioned to us that he may have to dash off early. Not sure if that meant anything.
Will try and keep him here as long as possible. I think one of us should actually try and win a round against him to make him wanna stay and try and get his money back, or offer him a fake contract or entry into a business dealing" +++COMM+++
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 9, 2010 13:04:44 GMT -5
+++COM+++'Damn! Thanks for the update Metalingus.'+++COM+++
'We might have a proble, Hardstrike, Atlas might be leavin' a bit early!'
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 11, 2010 12:30:33 GMT -5
Pointblank then rushed back to Atlas and said something to his boss' audio receptor that only Atlas could hear. Atlas then looked at the under cover Renegades at the table with a disapproving smile. 'You win this round my friends. I have to attend to some urgent business. But we shall stay in contact, see you soon.'
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Post by Bomblast on Jun 11, 2010 19:05:27 GMT -5
Deadbolt bid farewell to Atlas, then immediatley got on the COMM.
+++COMM+++ "Hardstrike, Incognito. Atlas is leaving the table and possibly heading for your position. Either get out of there of hide yourselves." +++COMM+++
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Post by Hoist on Jun 13, 2010 8:13:23 GMT -5
Hardstrike was turfing through boxes and crates on the back of the convoy looking for documents, looking for something, anything that could link Atlas into his activities.
"Ask them how long we've got", replied Hardstrike still sifting, "We might have to steal this convoy, and that would mean making a scene. There's got to be something here!..."
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Post by Highram on Jun 13, 2010 9:32:28 GMT -5
Hypershot smiled polietly at Atlas. Trying to keep as relaxed as possible. But already he was starting to feel nervous. He looked at the other Renegades at the table. Hoping that one of them might have some idea of what to do next as he was pulling blank after blank.
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Post by Aqualec on Jun 13, 2010 9:59:49 GMT -5
"We can't temp you to stay Atlas? Not even if we raise the stakes a little and make the game more interesting?" Metalingus with a cool relaxed look on his face, hoping that Atlas would bite.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on Jun 13, 2010 12:42:08 GMT -5
'If we do anything that gets us caught, game over. Wait...'
Incognito then looked over at the door the pair had come through. He then saw the lock mechanism go from red to green.
'Hide!' With a sharp whispered tone, Incognito told Hardstrike to hide as the door slide opened. The two took a few steps into the rear of the convoy and found themselves in a small room that looked like it was used for storage. All around them were empty lockers for securing items.
They looked down the small hallway they had came through to see Neuroblade walk in to the room they had been just previously. Atlas' thug was using a wrist comlink to speak to someone. 'Master. I have lost all communication with Stinger. He reported that he was being pursued by a group of mechanoids in the black market. He claimed they were not autobots, he was sure they were another gang,'
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Atlas addressed Metalingus. 'I'm afraid not, very important business I must attend to. It appears an employee of mine has come under fire on a business venture he was attending. Excuse me....' As Atlas rejected the offer to stay, he activated his comlink and began talking to someone.
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