BethFB
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Everyone has a right to live free, even the Decepticons.
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Post by BethFB on Jan 18, 2010 22:57:15 GMT -5
Hunter laughed at the call that the other bot did to him. "Well, lets get our names out in the open and then I'll consider landing and giving you a few hits. The name is Hunter and who may I inquire are you?"
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Post by Hoist on Jan 19, 2010 8:38:25 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks - Bomblast, with the missiles left. And a reminder to anyone else with missiles this is how it is done! You don't have unlimited missiles!
Ramjet was getting extremely frustrated and kept firing on the bot , looping in circles, "Grrr! Stay still Autobot! Or are you afraid to die?!"
On the ground things took an unexpected turn as Locron grabbed the recovering Shipwreck, who was getting up, and put the bot in a headlock before shipping him around and re-embracing the hold around the neck, using Shipwreck as a shield, a few shots hitting the massive Autobot.
+++ Autobot Comms +++
"Hold your fire on the big Decepticon! Be careful you'll hit Shipwreck!
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Came the anxious voice of Prowl. Indeed he had reason to be anxious as Locorn backed up, firing from behind shipwreck - the Transformer shield.
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Post by Bomblast on Jan 20, 2010 12:39:23 GMT -5
Bomblast sneered as he heard Hunter talk.
"Autobot scumscumscum! You are not worthy of hearing my name, let alone speaking ititit!!"
He flew around the Cybertronian ship, still playing the recording of a chicken clucking. Bomblast got missle lock once again, but delayed firing.
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BethFB
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Post by BethFB on Jan 20, 2010 18:22:42 GMT -5
Hunter chuckled again most heartedly within the com to the Decepticon. "You are making this highly entertaining, perhaps we should sit down with some energon and get drunk." He proceeded to roll his ship in the air trying to make sure that whatever missile he might throw at him wouldn't get a good lock on him.
He switched the open com to the channel that he knew an old friend had used, that was when he heard the order from one of the Autobots. "Hey, does anyone have a plan to kill that big Decepticon? If anyone doesn't, I might have a suggestion. Not sure if it would work or not but I'm open to suggestions, other than the one I have."
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Post by Speedy on Jan 22, 2010 4:35:59 GMT -5
The Spectre's rounds tore into the behemoth decepticon... although it seemes to seem more and more like cosmetic damage to the armor.
The fighter aircraft from the Stennis had finally arrived and started after any unfriendly aircraft.
US fighter aircraft losses were starting to mount, as the seekers were picking targets between autobot runs.
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Post by Bomblast on Jan 23, 2010 15:19:26 GMT -5
Something pinged inside Bomblast's cockpit. His internal repair systems stated that his Tank and Robot modes were now at least usable. He flew his Transtector over a patch of nearby land. He dropped lower and transformed his Transtector into it's Tank mode. He swung the barrel of his turrent around and elevated it, locking on to Hunter's ship and fired, still continuing to blast out the sound of a chicken, trying to goad the Autobot into fighting face to face.
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Mynona
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Post by Mynona on Jan 24, 2010 17:38:17 GMT -5
Wingflutter continued her evasive patterns, trying to keep out of the way of the one 'Con while not attracting the sights of any others. Laughing, she answered the Decepticon tailing her on one run past, "Afraid? No," She did not, however, honour his demand to stay still. "But I enjoy flying far too much to allow you to shoot me out of the sky yet!"
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BethFB
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Post by BethFB on Jan 25, 2010 11:06:21 GMT -5
Hunter growled as his shield buckled at the last hit it took. He knew his shield could not hold for much longer, he had to drop it to shoot and the first time he did that, that bot shot him good. The other bots better give him some sign of life or he's going to have to go ahead and do it himself. He gave them one more message in hopes one of them would give him another plan.
*Autobot com* Hey, come on, your guy is in need of your help and you are just sitting on your feet! Come on, if you charge that big guy and your guy in his arm moves his arms up and out getting him away, I can ram my ship into him and take him into space and blow him up. My ship has enough power to do that. Say something buckets of bolts! Do you want to save your friend or let him get his head ripped off? *Autobot com*
Hunter kept his ship moving as fast as he could to keep the other Decepticon's interest locked on him or he'll end up assisting the big guy who smashed the other bots' leader in defeating them. 'Please answer my call, come on.'
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Post by Bomblast on Jan 25, 2010 14:09:31 GMT -5
Bomblast felt his anger rising. He drove his Transtector at full speed ((approx 30-40mph)) and turned his turret to point at the Autobot shuttle. His circuits glitched as he took aim, the chicken clucking changing into a cow mooing. Bomblast repeatedly slammed his fist against the control panel to shut off the infernal noise.
"Autobot scumscumscum! Too cowardly to face mememe!!" He screamed as he fired off another shot from his turret.
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Post by Hoist on Jan 27, 2010 8:18:43 GMT -5
OOC: Speedy, in case you missed it, which should be the case as you should be reading everything not just what you were posting in, Locron is using Shipwreck as a human Transformers shield.
"What the frag are those Earth jets doing?!" yelled Prowl still slightly concussed and very angry. "All Autobots cease fire on the big guy, CEASE FIRE!!"
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I don't know who you are in that alien ship up there but that Decepticon has one of ours as a shield. Is there anyway you can get to him without harming Shipwreck?
To the other Ariel bot, lose that Decepticon and try and transmit to the Earth jets telling them to hold their fire!
+++ Autobot Comms +++
Ratchet and Hoist looked at each other in distaste, although they were both physicians - one a doctor one maintenance, and their utmost belief was to preserve life, this was not going well. The Decepticon was holding all the cards....
Up in the skies Thundercracker re-grouped with Skywarp. "Although we are winning, we are not making any ground", thought Thundercracker, "Skywarp, Bomblast and I have the troops pinned down but that oaf Locron is making a stalemate. We need to start turning this battle, we need re-inforcements!"
Thundercracker began a long range communication on a private Decepticon channel hope to reach the one Decepticon currently on reconnaissance he knew he could rely on...
+++ Private Decepticon Comms +++
Thundercracker calling Soundwave. Come in Soundwave! Report your location and mission status!
+++ Private Decepticon Comms +++
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Hardstrike
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Post by Hardstrike on Jan 27, 2010 9:23:25 GMT -5
OOC: This is Hoist posting as Soundwave btw.
On the streets of L.A., the Decepticon Soundwave was miles away from Plato beach.
+++ Decepticon Private COMMS +++
Soundwave, acknowledges. Two active Decepticons found. Attempting communication...
+++ Decepticon Private COMMS +++
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Good! I'm sending you cooridinates to your next destination where you will aid us in defeating the Decepticons as soon as you've found them - come immediatly!
Thundercracker out!
+++ Decepticon Private COMMS +++
After Thundercracker cut the transmission, Soundwave brought up the two profiles on his cpu scanner as he continued down the streets of L.A. in his vehicle mode. On his interior mini-screen inside by the front interior passenger seat came the profiles:
Decepticon: SilverBlade Manipulative, highly arrogant and not to be trusted. Highly aggressive, prodominently violent with a history forterror via explosive devices.
Decepticon: Dreadnought. Not to be trusted. A blunt instrument prone to switching sides on a whim. Highly violent, extremly temperamental, but, highly dangerous and will kill anything or anyone in his way.
Thundercracker wouldn't be happy. Two of the most dangerous yet untrustworthy Decepticons and they had arrived on Earth. And yet with the growing forces of the Autobots, he had no choice but to contact them. In the end they needed them much more than they need the Decepticons...
SilverBlade wasn't that far away, but Dreadnought was.
+++ Decepticon Private COMMS +++
Soundwave calling Decepticons SilverBlade and Dreadnought come in! Repeat - employ communication and designate your location!
+++ Decepticon Private COMMS +++
OOC: I'm not sure where in L.A. you want to be, I'll let you have fun with that - I'm sure you can both come up with something!
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BethFB
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Post by BethFB on Jan 27, 2010 12:46:09 GMT -5
SilverBlade growled silently as he traveled the freeway blocked by the stupid human traffic jam. He really wanted to punch something or maybe transform right there and smash some vehicles with their occupants screaming inside. He wanted nothing more than to smash something. Trying to find the others was pissing him off to no degree. He watched as the side ramp to the L.A. Collusium was clear of any major blockage so he drove towards the Collusium to wait till sunset when he could travel without contending with the human traffic jams, which he hated more than his brother Megatron. 'Megadork should have waited for me to join him on this mission. Stupid bucket of bolts, trusted Starscream more than me, his own brother. I hope the bots have more trouble with the stupid, weakling bipedal fleshlings vehicle jams than I did today.'
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BethFB
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Post by BethFB on Jan 27, 2010 12:57:59 GMT -5
Hunter heard the call from the Bots. He looked relieved as he continued to roll his ship.
****Autobot Com****
The name is Hunter. If you guys can keep that big guy's attention distracted I might be able to move my ship into ramming position and bust your friend loose at the same time as in hauling this guy out of here and possible into space where I can blow my ship up with him on it. Please advise if you have another better plan cause I think you guys want this guy dead for what he did to Optimus.
****Autobot Com****
Hunter glanced at Bomblast and opened his com to make sure he would hear him.
****Open Com**** Hey, you Decepticon rust bucket, shooting at me. Are you ready for some hand to hand fighting? ****Open Com****
Hunter closed it quickly as he turned his com back to being on the Autobot channel. He chuckled knowing that the guy who was after him would get pissed with what he called him. But he didn't really care all he wanted to do is get some serious action going.
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Post by Bomblast on Jan 27, 2010 13:32:49 GMT -5
Bomblast ejected from his Transtector as it began to transform into robot mode. While in mid-air, Bomblast transformed into a head and connected with his Transtector. He immediately raised his right arm and pointed what had been the tank mode's main gun at Hunter's ship.
"Come on, cowardcowardcoward!! Come and fight me alreadyalreadyalready!!"
Bomblast took careful aim and fired off another two grenades at Hunter's ship.
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Post by Dreadnought on Jan 27, 2010 16:28:37 GMT -5
There was a steady drip of water, the moisture pooling in small puddles upon the pitted black and olive ceramics. Deisel rainbows played across the thick, car crushing tracks, their spiked plates smeared in thick black oils. The rustle of chains above and the flutter of pidgeon wings caused the large red optic next to the heavy braced turret to flash upwards.
++ Hmph. ++
The voice crackled out of two large vox spears settled into the thick armour plating either side of the massive cannon. A chaingun, its triple set of barrels ending in a triangle of black metal, scorched and scarred from the back burn of the laser rounds it fired.
The warehouse echoed with various noises, the world infecting this quite little fortress he had found. He'd been waiting, for days, infact, possibly weeks now. He'd lost count, sat there, gunning his massive engine awaiting an opportune moment to approach some destruction.
Soundwaves static blared through his reciever, the swivelling red optic flashed back and forth as the grating voice of the acting Decepticon leader canted into his awareness.
He cut off the com link as a response and if the M1A1 Abrams battle tank could grin, he'd resemble a shark. The massive black battlemachine gunned its engine, the roar deafening within the warehouse. Discretion was the better part of valour, good job for Dreadnought he had none.
The large blue shutter errupted in splinters of metal and squeals of sparks. The gargantuan tank roared from its hiding place and slammed home onto the boulevard before it. He was approximately ten minutes from the location of the battle, his external sensors picking up the Decepticons locations.
His barbed tracks were merciless, smashing cars to crumpled metal, crushing vehicles and their occupants into mulch and offal. He had no care for the creatures of this world, they were small and weak, barely even worth the release of death.
Dreadnought didn't like to get ahead of himself but he couldn't resist slamming back the loading breach to his demolisher cannon and ramming one of his trash can size shells home. He truly was an instrument of destruction and foul play was what he was all about.
His vox com crackled into life and his voice shredded out across the intercepted Decepticon link. It sounded like machinegun fire, the death of worlds and the crash of rocks and metal all at once.
++ Heavy fire support en route to your location. Mark a target for my cannon. Dreadnought out. ++
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