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Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 18, 2011 16:27:19 GMT -5
KAON - Souther Polar State; aka the Badlands
Nighttime, or what Cybertronian's refer to the later part of the solar cycle, is often a moody image of a sky turned dark with deep shades of purple and blue. Distant stars offer the only hint of light, sprinkled across the intergalactic canvas. Closer planets and moons can be seen but only as shadowy spheres that slowly move across space.
There was a time when these gloomy skies were full of the friendly hustle of ships and shuttles, flying about on their business, to and from different locations, on and off planet. Now most of that activity has stopped. The skies are no longer friendly and are now a painful reminder that times on Cybertron have changed for the worst.
Below on the surface, many Cybertronains lurk about. Many of them are damaged, low on energon and close to death. There miserable exstinctance is now a sharp constast to the Golden age they use to live in. No homes, jobs or energon, these refugees of the war have come here to band together in the thin hope that someone will come and aid them.
Once in a while, a Autobot partol will pass by and leave energon behind to be rationed among the staring robots. But its never enough.
Watching one of the refugees, known as a Empty, Vendetta smirks as he enjoys the painful expression the old robot has on his face, as it finishes off the last bit of an small energon cube in his hands. 'It so amuses me that a mech can allows its self to become so pathetic. Look at them, scavengers. No purpose, and those who had purpose allowed it to be striped from them. They need to be put down and erased.'
The moody Scatterdust then added. 'That one just finished off an energon cube. Properly means a squad of Autobots was just in the area.'
Sunreaper then looked at Powersurge for instructions. 'So commander, what shall it be? I count about 60 Emptys all waiting to become recycled material in the Harvest Unit, do we attack now or wait it out? For the record, I'm getting very, very bored!'
The Decepticons 'Misfits' crew, lead by Powersurge, had came here to seek out the raw material Megatron demanded from them. Much of the team was scattered about while some stayed by the Harvest Unit to stand guard. They all waited on Powersurge's next order.
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Post by Bomblast on May 18, 2011 16:53:29 GMT -5
Powersurge glared at the pathetic Empties below.
"Pitiful. If I ever end up like them, I'm planting my axe in my chest."
He turned back to the rest of his team.
"Scatterdust is probably right. If those Empties are still taking in Energon, there are probably some Autobots still in the area. We proceed with the mission, but quietly. Melee weapons only. I don't want to waste any unnecessary energy on those Empties by firing my weapons at them, and I'm sure none of you do either."
Bomblast grumbled.
"Hmph. It'd be much easier if we could just blast them to pieces."
Powersurge glared at Bomblast.
"Yes, it would. And it would attract any nearby Autobots to us quicker as well. If we keep it quiet and use our melee weapons, we'll still have plenty of energy and ammunition to take on any Autobots that might show up."
He continued glaring at Bomblast before turning back to the rest of the team and deploying his War Axe.
"Ready?"
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Post by Onix Solo on May 18, 2011 17:23:39 GMT -5
Onix deployed his energon axe. He looked down on the Empties below. He saw no purpose in this, nothing to be gained. Empties had nothing to take. Autobots came with loot. Killing and taking were his thing, and even his contract with the Decepticons didn't make up for the fact that today, he would gain nothing for his expenditures.
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Post by Highram on May 18, 2011 18:18:06 GMT -5
Sidewinder abscent mindedly deployed his blade as he took the extra free time to think about the schematics for the engines, and pulled a grimace now and again as he found structural flaws in its design. "No no no, that's obviously wrong...What were they thinking but.... if I moved that there then.... yes that could work... but then... ah no just add a connection there..." He mumbled quietly to himself.
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 20, 2011 11:59:06 GMT -5
Vendetta acknowledged he was ready with a nod while Scatterdust simply shrugged. Sunreaper lookad at Powersurge. 'Remember, Megatron also wants us to bring back some slaves as well. So what shall we do? Devide them up 50-50?'
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Post by Hoist on May 20, 2011 16:41:00 GMT -5
With his mid blue-armor, Torquemada almost belended into the night sky if it wasn't for his pinky purple accents, accents which looked more purpley-red in this light. All he could think of was using his rockets and EMP's on the lot of them, but the point of attracting to much attention was valid.
"Urrrr, it's a pity I can't use my EMP grenades, that'd stop some of them, but would attract too much attention", commented the seeker as he silently glided through the air at reduced thrusters "Perhaps some of you might have to be tactical for once, and just 'wound' them!"
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Post by Jazzman Crothers on May 20, 2011 16:45:51 GMT -5
Vendetta heard Torquemada's comment. 'Keep it up hotshot! You know I can out class you any day.'
Vendetta was very jealous of his fellow seeker, he offer him some competition that he refused to admit too.
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Post by Neo Calrissian on May 20, 2011 17:11:36 GMT -5
Tormentor appeared out of nowhere behind Powersurge, smiling slightly. "Eeeexcelent plan, sir. Should we get started right away?" Before anyone could react, Tormentor had ignited his energon scimitar and was charging his drain ability. His started giggling uncontrollably to himself, muttering horrific threats to the oblivious empties.
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Post by Hoist on May 21, 2011 8:28:30 GMT -5
"Talk is cheap Vendetta, much like your paint-job. You might be good in the air, but your a novice when it comes to the masters of science and technology", muttered the seeker lowly and ignited his thrusters from half to full burn and accelerated ahead.
"And as much as I would love you to go ahead and make a fool of yourself by showing us your lack of skills and grace, we have a situation below that is by far means more pressing!"
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Post by Bomblast on May 22, 2011 5:37:09 GMT -5
Powersurge cursed as Tormentor charged ahead.
"That damn crazy fool!"
He turned back to the rest of the group.
"Kill the weak, subdue the more able bodied. I'll see that the one who kills the most and the one who captures the most slaves will be rewarded."
With that, he activated his hover ability and flew after Tormentor.
Bomblast grinned and started swinging his weapon and charged after Powersurge and Tormentor.
"I'll get the most kills easily!
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Post by Neo Calrissian on May 22, 2011 8:04:02 GMT -5
Tormentor headed straight for a decrepit looking old mech, and reached forward with his hand. The bot began to shake uncontrollably as energy coursed out of his body, and Tormentor cackled as he then used his scimitar to severe each of the empty's limbs in turn, before decapitating him. He leaped onto another bot, thrusting his blade in deep and twisting it cruelly before wrenching it up; pipes and energon spewed from the empty husk, as Tormentor giggled with glee and sprang back up to inflict more suffering on the weak empties...
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Post by Hoist on May 23, 2011 5:38:52 GMT -5
"You have nothing I need Powersurge... You lot play your little games, but I have no interest. Boasts and competive hunting is for the weak minded.."
With that Torquemada nose-dived and transformed on his way down, using his hover mode for the last touchdown, landing perfectly smooth down on both feet. Drawing his Energon Scimitar, He turned to see an empty reaching out for him, arm outstretched, hand reaching, reaching in desperation for some more Energon - or an end to his misery the seeker had thought to himself.
With a vicious slice, Torquemada, lopped of his hand. The empty clutched his severed limb in anguish and looked back up at the seeker, his optics now glowing fierce as he went to attack after a full cube of Energon... As he advanced the seeker sliced the glowing sword into the empty's torso and watched as he went down, wounded, backing away on his skid-plates along the ground as his tormentor looked around for his next victim..
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Post by Bomblast on May 23, 2011 16:29:11 GMT -5
Powersurge reached the Empties not long after his fellow Seeker. Immediately, he burried his axe into the chest of a weakened mech. Wrenching his axe free, he turned to face his next opponant. This one was more lively, though not worthy of being left alive. After a couple of quick, successive blows to his neck, the Empty's head came free from his body.
Bomblast charged in, swinging his mace with such speed that he could hear the air whistling through the chain. He brought the business end down on one of the Empties, crushing it into nothing but spare parts. He whipped around and swung his weapon. The chain wrapped around another Empty's neck, the head of his mace eventually hitting the Empty in the chest. Bomblast yanked hard, causing the Empty to spin and his neck to break. Bomlast finished him off with a couple of heavy stamps to the face.
Powersurge found his next target. One who had recently taken in some Energon. After a couple of quick attacks from either side, Powersurge had the advantage. He swept the Empty's legs out from under him and pinned him to the floor. He took out a pair of stasis cuffs and restrained the struggling Empty.
"congratulations, now you are in the service of the glorious Megatron!" He laughed.
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Post by Highram on Jun 2, 2011 14:38:14 GMT -5
Sidewinder walked quietly down and saw an empty with his back turned. His bustling thoughts and loose mouth got the better of him and the robot turned around just in time to see Sidewinder stab him clean through his torso. With a sudden glint in his eye and a grin Sidewinder cried "Eureka!" He looked down at the bot and said enthusiastically "Thank you thank you thank you. You really helped me just now! Oh and... goodbye" He withdrew his sword and energon gushed from the empty as he fell forward.
"Now with that detail settled I think I've earned myself a little enjoyment-" He cringed a little at the last word "-work. I can... change my pace" he mutterd under his breath.
"Shut up Sidewinder" he muttered bitterly as he made his way towards a couple more of the empties.
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Post by Onix Solo on Jun 3, 2011 18:49:45 GMT -5
Onix walked nonchalant into the valley harboring the empties. He could pick out the ones that weren't powerful enough o serve, because they did not run. He raised his axe and sunk it into the chest of the nearest empty that was unable to retreat from him. It wasn't his kind of killing, but it would do.
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